[Intro: Flyboy Tarantino & PRXZ]
(Prxz)

(Huh)

(Ooh)

[Chorus: Flyboy Tarantino Bass Santana]
Hopped out that whip
Hopped out that whip (huh)
Hopped out that whip (huh)
Don't leave your bitch
Hopped out that whip
Hopped out that whip
Hopped out that whip
Gotchu looking sick
Hopped out that whip
Hopped out that whip
Hopped out that whip
Hopped out that whip
Hopped out that whip
Hopped out that whip (Hopped out that)
Gotchu looking sick (Gotchu sick)
Don’t leave your bitch

[Verse 1: Bass Santana]
Okay like
Revenge on my body, my body revenge my body
I came out of the pussy saucin' I get exhausted (hm)
I just want some mashes don't waste money on my coffin, no
Why my bitch so passive aggressive not with that talking (word)
My haters don’t move it out no Cha Cha Cha Choppin em'
Way these n***as too weak I don't get no clout from rockin' em'
Members only that shit n***a look sick if you gotta follow them
Don't leave your bitch around my click ain't no stopping em
I stopped kissing hoes the first time I got me some sloppy
I stopped trusting n***as the first time I saw a body (hm)
Hopped out that whip walk my black ass to the lobby
Copped out my wrist cause my black ass look shining

[Chorus: Flyboy Tarantino]
Hopped out that whip
Hopped out that whip (huh)
Hopped out that whip (huh)
Don't leave your bitch (oh no)
Hopped out that whip
Hopped out that whip
Hopped out that whip
Gotchu looking sick
Hopped out that whip
Hopped out that whip
Hopped out that whip
Hopped out that whip
Hopped out that whip
Hopped out that whip
Gotchu looking sick
Don’t leave your bitch

[Verse 2: Kin$oul]
Hopped out the whip
Don’t be a bitch
Skrr
I crash my whip
I'm fucking up
I was taking percies sorry mom
I just had to make a scary song
Tell them n***as that they very wrong
What are you choosing, half of that shit you confusing
N***as saying that they wanna be then use the IP and reboot it
This is the life that you choosing
That’s the reason why you're losing
That's the reason why I'm up ahead, all this money man I love the bread
Come here shawty yeah I lay ahead
Love the knowledge, whatchu talking
Put your body right back in the coffin
And that’s fucked up
Guarantee n***as fuck up
Trick a n***a till' my stomach hurt
N***as talking bout that bullshit
I ain't even hear a single word
Said yeah we gotta call police on em
Fuck 12 highspeed on em
Red dot got the beam on em
Cash up bouta eat on em
Pull up straight beast on em
Wet diamonds got a sink on em
Walking at em with the link on em
Smoking good ass chink on em