Baggin’

[Intro] Yeah Geronimo Uh [Verse 1] Jumped out the Porsche, jumped straight in the game Head in the clouds, I play in the rain I play in her pussy, I play in her mouth I skeet, skeet, skeet, she lay in the stain Beep, beep, beep, nigga stay in your lane I get geeked, geeked, geeked, then I say I'ma change Pop two, pop three, it goes straight to the pain White, blue, yellow, pink pill, Crayola gang She takin' my charge, she takin' your chain You fake as your chain, it's bread over fame I lay on my plane, filet and Lo Mein I'm wreckin' my brain like wrecked the Mulsannе I get the McLaren and run a fеw errands Got a mouth full of karats and I don't eat carrots Got more Elliantte than Elliantte Let me find out you've been shoppin' at Jared I pop at your parents and tell 'em it's personal I like my purple drink purpler Whippin' the work and my wrist lookin' virtual Bust down sick as tuberculosis [Bridge] Whippin' the work with my left, make sure the money is right, yeah My circle I'm keepin' it tight, 360, 365, yeah Whippin' the skrrt with my left, yeah, make sure the money is right, yeah My circle I'm keepin' it tight, like a virgin, she keep it inside Whippin' the work with my left, yeah, draco on my right, yeah Say she wanna see me tonight I put that bitch on a flight [Verse 2] I'm in the kitchen cheffin' with my left, ooh Whippin' it up with my right, right Left-right like Mike, fight Whip the white until it bite, yie Huh, whippin' that white girl, whippin' that white girl White girl gettin' her ass whipped Rippin' them numbers, rippin' them numbers, right up out the math book Money talkin', my account look like a chat room, uh Told my young blood to be bool and be bareful Runnin' the white, fuck with the white Whippin' it right, it's comin' to life I brung it to life, I gave it the light like a candle, ooh (Phew) I'm whippin' it damn good, ooh (Phew) I'm whippin' it damn good, ooh (Phew) I'm whippin' it damn good, yeah Whippin' the Benz with my left, yeah Got your lil' boo on my right, yeah Buss down on my left, yeah, that's your boo on my right, yeah Poppin' a Perc with my left, yeah Sippin' the syrup with my right, yeah One of the last real nigga left, yeah Fuck we got left behind, yeah Tell me I got the best, yeah I'ma go up on the price, yeah By the time the nigga got on a vest, yeah I'ma shoot him a hundred times (Boom) [Outro] Whippin' the work with my left (Yeah, yeah, yee, yee) Make sure the money is right (Yeah, yee, yeah, ayy, ayy) [DJ Drop: DJ Khaled] No Ceilings 3, Lil Wayne