Whip Test

[Intro]
Hoo, yeah
Huh, eh

[Verse]
Revenge is a sport, payback is a mother
You’re gonna pay for that baby, friend of court (Yeah)
The only key you touch is the D
You’re obsolete, and my pockets, it’s obese, yeah
We grew up on the same block, you was my neighbor (Was my neighbor)
Who woulda knew you would grow up to be a hater (You a hater)
Because they dash for those Cartis, bro (Uh)
And where I’m from we run those glasses like cardio (Yeah)
Drawin’ plays like X and O’s (X and O’s)
They think wе sellin’ pizza way we stretchin’ dough (Strеtchin’ dough)
But it’s bread on my fingertips (My fingertips)
I'm one of one like fingerprints (Yeah)
But it is one thing that I learned from E-40
Somebody in the clique gotta be legit
But it’s blunts in the air like apostrophes (Yeah)
This bag on me not from a colostomy
I don’t think they remember (Think they remember)
Until I point the nina and do curls with my trigger finger, heh
My bitch gon' miss me
But once I’m gone, I’m gone for good, like her virginity (Uh)
Tell ‘em all, let ‘em fall where they may (Where they may)
I ball ‘cause the coach keep callin’ my plays (Yeah)
Enough verses to start a religion (A religion)
You ain’t ballin’, that’s a coach decision
Four niggas in the coupe (In the coupe)
But one-twelve like the bad boy do (Like the bad boy do)
But who woulda knew (Who woulda knew)
I’ve been stickin’ his doll, like voodoo (Heheh)
This a lyrical exercise
My past need a blue check, it’s verified (Yeah)
Who get the [?]
I’m Wolf, but I ain’t in sheep clothing (Ain’t in sheep clothing)
My hoes come in volumes (In the volumes)
You don’t get booty calls, they butt dial you (They butt dial you)
But I want the one with the Gs on the buckle
It feel good to go get the belt and not be in trouble (Yeah)
But after I bust, I get the itis
Her throat sick, laryngitis
Weed sticky green, like cactus (Like cactus)
Gammy want yams, greens, and catfish (And catfish)
I want a million, but I want more (I want more)
I’m after one and two, like three and four (Like three and four)
I’m a Christian, like Dior (Uh)
Ayy, but if it all fails (All fails)
I need certificate for cooking pies this well (Pies this well)
If you do your due diligence you’ll see that I’m real (I’m real)
This for my niggas that’s in the slammer (In the slammer)
For having pills like a banana (Like a banana)
But this beast mode (This beast mode)
When you live in the street, you gotta eat with the fork in the road (A fork in the road)
I’m on the straight and narrow, tryna be careful
You phony, impersonate homie, Jay Pharoah (Uh)
This brick ain’t a missed shot (Nah)
I should start a “keep it real” challenge on TikTok