Текст песни Whip It - Solo Lucci

I used to stand in the kitchen
And whip it and whip it and chop it and flip it
I used to hit up my 'migo
He'd drop out them bricks and I drift through the city
I might be young but I'm getting it my nigga
The riches, my bitches [?]
You know I see it, I want it, I buy it
Only cause, bitch, I'mma spend it

Spent 200 on a coupe, that's [?] on a foreign car
Got a hundred thousand dollars worth of shoe
Spent five hundred units on an Audemar
In the club, twenty bands on you
Cause we don't buy bottles bitch, we buy the bar
And all my niggas gon' shoot
So I don't need a motherfucking bodyguard

[?] got a new whip painted two tone
Came up straight out the trap with a [?], bread call it crouton
Young nigga you sleep on the floor, now King Size came from a [?]
[?] paper like coupon
Got big bankrolls and you ain't doing nothing
Big bankrolls got me going to the hundreds
Hussein Bolt, I'm running to the hundreds
Running to the hundreds, running to the hundreds
I been told "nigga get your bread right"
Say they fuck with me, I'm like "yeah right"
Walk on upon it, these niggas don't want it
I used to stand in the kitchen [?] like every night
I used to whip it and whip it, doing everything to get my bread right
I was just cooking and dipping it, serve today, get it head right
[?] hunnits and hunnits and hunnits and hunnits

I fuck with them killers, don't fuck with no pussy?
You niggas can't fuck with me, you niggas know it
I spit this shit, it just sound like a poem
You spit your shit, it just sounds like you wrote it
Bitch I got more whips than a slave owner, nigga
Pull up on them SKKRT, SKKRT, SKKRT, SKKRT