Choice Major - Whop (feat. Cane Solo) Lyrics

Walk in the function wit my real niggas (Real niggas)
Ya boyfriend a f*cking lame why you still wit'em (Why you still wit'em)
Baby Come and blow this bag get a bill wit us (Huh)
We gone make this bitch whop
Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop
Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop
We gone make this bitch
Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop
Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop
We gone make this bitch
Whop
Still a young nigga but I'm big dog
She got a real cute face and her lips soft
Bend it over bust it open like pin ball
But I ain't playin games like jigsaw (yea)
One chain on give the party life
Off set the whole fit this that Cardi ice
Keep a smile on her face say she love it
Seven mile nigga so I keep it comin
Throw a function at the born all the bad bitches runnin'
Say one thing out the way and you better start duckin'
Shit
I'm tryna make it to the top bitch
Shake to the beat make the whole party whop bitch
Aye
Walk in the function wit my real niggas (Real niggas)
Ya boyfriend a f*cking lame why you still wit'em (Why you still wit'em)
Baby Come and blow this bag get a bill wit us (Huh)
We gone make this bitch whop
Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop
Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop
We gone make this bitch
Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop
Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop
We gone make this bitch
Whop
Henny god
Is in the building
From the ceiling hanging these hoes
Throwing a band when touching her toes
Call that ass the great
When she shakes
The earth quakes
Dropping it down in to a splits
She bout to be my lunch date
Wait aye
3-5 up in a leaf
We ain't gotta be discreet
I know you single foe the week
Taking a trip to Costa Ric
I'm to grown no need to creep
Lil freak
My royalties
Gotta rap sheet
Off this influence
Got me f*cking up my extras
Never in a flux
Luxury it's f*cking up ya texture
Head from miss professor
Dissertation or a lecture
When I'm in the club send that ass over to my sector
Walk in the function wit my real niggas (Real niggas)
Ya boyfriend a f*cking lame why you still wit'em (Why you still wit'em)
Baby Come and blow this bag get a bill wit us (Huh)
We gone make this bitch whop
Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop
Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop
We gone make this bitch
Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop
Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop
We gone make this bitch
Whop