[Chorus: Fendi P]
I whip this shit with my left (with my left)
I whip this shit with my left (my left)
I whip this shit with my left (with my left)
I whip this shit with my left (my left)
I whip this shit with my left (with my left)
I whip this shit with my left (my left)
I whip this shit with my left (with my left)
I whip this shit with my left (my left)

[Verse 1: Fendi P]
Foul on the play, where the ref? (ref) I'm the one, go in, attack (attack)
On me these fuck n***as was there, no loyalty, no respect
N***as like us is extinct, it's only a few of us left (a few)
I hold that bitch to the side (to the side), I whip that shit with my left (whip it)
I seen some murders in person (person), shit wasn't business, it was personal (personal)
Hi-Tech, yellow Tuss and some purple (Act'), I had to roll me a personal (personal)
I lost a pack, had to suffer (had to suffer), shit had me sick to my stomach
You judge a n***a, how he overcome? I'm seclusive and n***a a hundred
AK hold a hundred, I had to trap off [?]
I grind from Monday to Monday, baby, you heard me
Even on Tuesdays and Thursdays, I got a lick on some birdies
Bitch you too thirsty, I'm drippin' Fiji (Fiji)
Get what I want out the bitch, she a genie (a genie)
A xan and a soda, call it a martini
Push start the car make the top eeny-weeny (eeny-weeny)
What's that, you dreamin'? This shit is really is happenin'
I gotta own, automatic, I know some hoes they from Dallas
I call them, bands make them [?]
Hold so much green, fuck a salad, I might just cop me some Bally's
I whip it up with a fork, I really shine in the dark
I bring that Rollie to life, I whip that shit with my left make it right
[Chorus: Fendi P]
I whip this shit with my left (with my left)
I whip this shit with my left (my left)
I whip this shit with my left (with my left)
I whip this shit with my left (my left)
I whip this shit with my left (with my left)
I whip this shit with my left (my left)
I whip this shit with my left (with my left)
I whip this shit with my left (my left)

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I whip this shit with my left, I had to sip then I slept
I woke up ready to chef, my hoe up ready to F
We pull up on y'all when y'all deep
We be mellow, mysterious, and mystique
Then one of us ask for directions
Like, "Excuse me, do you know where the- "brrrrrr""
We light it up, n***a, we fuckin' the Cypher up, n***a
We get out and rifle but n***a
The shit that we takin' is psychin' up n***as
To kill n***as like it's nun' n***a
Look left and right and duck n***a
I chef the white right up, n***a, I whip the shit with my left
And give it to my right-hand man 'cause he know that it's life or death
We got the snow in the summer, I got the dope on my women
I got the stick on myself 'cause I know that it's life or death
Whip the whip cream like a stealth, whip the white til I see wealth
Head first like Michael Phelps, red syrup, that's not gon' help
'Cause I need that yurple, only the money is verbal
We got more tan than surfers, watch my left hand do circles
The cocaine expand the surface, I just bought the bando curtains
I seen more sand than turbans, seen more white girl than bourbon
Served on Bourbon, give us the word, we hurt 'em
Give us a check that's murder, fuck the verdict
Trap in your area, chain like aquarium
Right hand or left whip up, we ambidextrous
[Chorus: Fendi P]
I work this shit with my left (with my left)
I work this shit with my left (my left)
I work this shit with my left (with my left)
I work this shit with my left (my left)
I work this shit with my left (with my left)
I work this shit with my left (my left)
I work this shit with my left (with my left)
I work this shit with my left (my left)