[Intro: Le1f]
Wassup
Aye, wassup
[Verse 1: Le1f]
I’m chilling in the cut with my brother
Cool smooth like cocoa butter. (oh god)
Boss feng shui, other other
I’m gone. Leave the homeys alone
I ain’t gon’ answer my phone. (nah)
Nuh uh, because I’m up in zones and interstates
Rarely piping, usually papes, usually a blunt
Don’t front, don’t waste
Trap up the smoke up -no escape. Blow it in my face
Imma catch that case. Shit is safe. It’s never laced
Paranoia never phases, just the moon and the tide and the waves
Hakuna matata, no chromo. I’m crazy like K-Ci and Jojo
No rasta, but ganja I will blow
And I fuck with niggas who still grow (still grow)
I don’t want it with them roaches and rats. (nah)
I’m coming for them like Jeter at bat, for real
No piff, just killa kush and afghani. (whoa)
Got that Boody blowing circles all around me. (whoa)
Please, no jack herer in that philly. (wow)
No sativa, no maui waui, nigga. (wow wow)
Take a drift in the Audi, yo
It’s cool cuz my kush pack loudly. (yuh)
I’m sorry i’m not sorry i’m gonna hotbox it til it’s cloudy
Watch
[Chorus: Le1f]
Tha whip moves slow, so you know
Roll the windows down real slow
(Ohh!) It just hit me....
We doin’ 100 in the 65
Wildin. The homey stunt driving
Red and white lights passing by in my eyes, man
We lucky to be the livest
Floating in the sky while we flying in the ride
[Verse 2: Haleek Maul]
I swear, I drink too much, to think too much
To drink some more, then sip some more
Puff it off just forget the whore
Forget the law, windows up
Now hit that joint, then get to work
They want ya boy start slipping up
Stead I blister cunts and I kill 'em all
Eagle eye, never miss the mark
When the whip move slow better start to squawk
Duck nigga 'fore it get dark nigga
Haze turn your park to a fucking marsh nigga
Don't want nobody heart I'm just tryna mosh bitches
Too many problems, why you tryna solve 'em
Sweet like sugar I'm just trying to dissolve you
Demons at my bedside tryna whistle
When my head is in a place that feel too mellow
They never want to let go, they never let you settle
So I pack that dish and rip shit on some velcro
Give a fuck, hell no
Spit lava boy, hellhole
Do this till they off me and my casket close
'Cause I know they're praying for my casket closed
But fuck 'em all my hearse sitting on 24s
So hit that herb, let it ride
I'm the prince of darkness let me turn your day to night
Shit, bounce
[Chorus: Le1f]
Tha whip moves slow, so you know
Roll the windows down real slow
(Ohh!) It just hit me....
We doin’ 100 in the 65
Wildin. The homey stunt driving
Red and white lights passing by in my eyes, man
We lucky to be the livest
Floating in the sky while we flying in the ride
(chyea)
Tha Whip was produced by Shy Guy.