Burgundy Whip (feat. Jimetta Rose)

It was a Burgundy Whip And it was something to see He had me up at the wheel And he rolls up with the beats It was a Burgundy Whip And it was something to see He had my rolled own the window And he would blow out the weed We know, We know It was a Burgundy Whip Buck 5th And a hugable dip on the flip And it was hugging the strip Puffin a stick Whipping something legiton a bitch Kibbles and bits for the way you got missed While he was Tryna get what we could get and got rich Thank God nobody got hit or got pinched or got Body the hit without a shotti to grip I got just a few tryna get on the flip with the flu Spitting the sick shit we been through Benz with the tint No roofs on the coupe Friends with the two door swoop on the loop Had'm on the clue calling two more through and it's true It was a Burgundy Whip And it was something to see He had me up at the wheel And he rolls up with the beats It was a Burgundy Whip And it was something to see He had my rolled own the window And he would blow out the weed We know, We know It was a Burgundy Whip Roll in Like waves in the ocean coast And weave, wait Sun rays, pretty babes open Moisten like Coast this cakes life Being what you make Let's make it yeah wait For nothing to live yeah Something to spend in this up in this bitch Hey, listen mo', indent space for the 'centric Hop in the whip with a piff lit Go, dipping through the one way Swoop, maroon moon burgundy coupe Flew past Hands through the deuce through the moon roof Cruise alone Got the cell phone Find peace with the owner of the inner home It was a Burgundy Whip And it was something to see He had me up at the wheel And he rolls up with the beats It was a Burgundy Whip And it was something to see He had my rolled own the window And he would blow out the weed We know, We know It was a Burgundy Whip