Out the Whip
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Can you walk to me, I'm runnin' out of stamina
Can't feel my legs, don't even know how I'm standin' up
I don't wanna beg, I don't wanna make you feel strange
I don't wanna turn into strangers
Turn into strangers
I don't wanna turn strange
I don't wanna turn into strangers
I don't wanna act like I know you
If you want, I can show you
But you never see it through
I was trying to get to you
Now I'm runnin' out of stamina
I don't even know how I'm standin' up
I don't wanna beg, I don't wanna make you feel strange
Yeah, I'm out the whip, yeah, I'm out the whip
Yeah, we pop out, we pop out with sticks
I don't wanna look back at the script
I don't wanna talk about it, bitch, I'm rich
Yeah, we pull up, we pull up, we dip
Spent a couple thousand on my fit
Yeah, she want me, she lovin' the drip
I might just take her right out on a trip
Still standing
How you still standing? (How you— how you still
In my head, goin' crazy, yeah
Fans goin' crazy, yeah
Shit goin' crazy, yeah
Shit goin' crazy, uh
Uh, they said, "How you still standing?" Uh
I don't even know, said, "I got a lot of bands"
I don't even know, I think I'm stuck in a trance, uh
I'ma beat it up, I don't like what you're sayin', uh
Are you really my friend or do you just like to rant?
I bring all the guns to the studio 'cause I ain't playin', huh
Gonna need a new whip, I crashed it in the land
In the studio, the studio, but I wan' go to Paris
Stripper bitches are my friends, stripper bitches are my friends
Reload the thirty clip again, reload the thirty clip again
She gettin' freaky with my friends, yeah, I really love that shit
She gettin' freaky with my friends, yeah, I really love that shit
It's tax season, lil' baby, I get money when I show up
It's tax season, lil' baby, I get money when I show up
I'm goin' crazy in a bitch, they did not expect the glow up
I just peeped that you unfollowed me and I ain't even know it
If they try cock-blockin' me, the hoes won't even show up
I got quick shit on the low, though, I got thick shit on the floor
They just waitin' on me to loiter
They just waitin' for me to loiter, yeah
Ain't finna show up, nah
Ain't finna show up, nah
Ain't finna show up, nah
(How you— how you still standing?)
In my head, goin' crazy, yeah
Fans goin' crazy