[Chorus]
Whip it again, whip it again
My lil'n***as shook the pen
Whip it again, whip it again
My lil'n***as shook the pen
Old friend, old friend
Man I miss my old friend
Old friend, old friend
Man I miss my old friend
Lamborghini, Ventador
Man I miss my old rims
Kick a door, hit the floor
I came for you boyfriend
You don't want no fucking smoke
It gone be a war again
I tote nothing but big Glocks
Shoot you in your organ

[Verse 1]
Ride my n***a to the death
Yea Imma ride my n***a to the death
And my flag hang on the right
And my bitch flag hang on the left
My bitch crippin, crippin, crippin
She been trippin, trippin, trippin
I can't wait to catch an opp slippin
If they shake junt she shit skripin
I got n***as in the penitentiary
N***a they’ll cut yo finger
You ain’t no gang banger if you don’t know how to twist your fingers
All you rap n***as dead
Imma go like Drake, Imma gonna start singin (ooh-ooh)
If you cool with the Opps (gang-gang)
N***a know Im just gonna spank 'em
Beat the pussy like Flloyd, yeah
Beat the pussy like Flloyd
Imma ex lounch to Atlanta kick it with Mr. Ronalds
These ratting ass migas love to tell
They know that I've got good drug to sell
They know that they bitch love to play
They know that they bitch love to tell
[Chorus]
Whip it again, whip it again
My lil'n***as shoot the pan
Whip it again, whip it again
My lil'n***as shoot the pan
Old friend, old friend
Man I miss my old friend
Old friend, old friend
Man I miss my old friend
Lamborghini, Ventador
Man I miss my old rims
Kick a door, hit the floor
I came for you boyfriend
You don't want a fucking smoke
It gone be a war again
I tote them big Glocks
Shoot you in your organs

[Verse 2]
Why you pull me over, cuz' you black (What)
Why my aunty ???, cuz' she crashed (Up)
Why you cut this shit out, cuz' it's wet (Garbige)
I don't like when a n***a stand behind my back (bodered me)
You wanna get hitted with the Mac (Yeah)
I just cought another flag (Uh)
This my third year going in
Imma do another lap (Gang)
Donald Trump fuckin' on everythang
This n***a need to go get slapped (Yeah)
Be careful how you throw up at California
Man that terrified you for a strap (Foreal)
[Chorus]
Whip it again, whip it again
My lil'n***as shoot the pan
Whip it again, whip it again
My lil'n***as shoot the pan
Old friend, old friend
Man I miss my old friend
Old friend, old friend
Man I miss my old friend
Lamborghini, Ventador
Man I miss my old rims
Kick a door, hit the floor
I came for you boyfriend
You don't want a fucking smoke
It gone be a war again
I tote them big Glocks
Shoot you in your organs