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WHIPLASH Video (MV)




Performed By: Lil Tytan
Language: English
Length: 2:33
Written by: Benjamin Polselli




Lil Tytan - WHIPLASH Lyrics
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Aye, yeah, yeah, aye, yeah, yeah, aye
(Brad Smith bout that f*ckin hit)
I'm a demon, I'm beastly
I run this shit with no f*cking ceiling
Like Lil Wayne with a gun walk
The only way I make my gun talk
I consumed Venom no Eddie Brock
I come through cause a onslaught
Half of you are speaking hogwash
I don't care will you just stop
You ain't shit but you talk press
We all know you ain't bout this
Got a Remington and it's all black
With all facts I'm going off cap
They say I'm fake and I wear a mask
Just a white boy with no task
Basque in the glory when they all mad
Doing this and it's all that
You hate me now but you going down
F*ck all your doubts they don't matter now
You want clout you got no sound
Sniff through the fakes like a blood hound
I see the sheep they all clowns
They like chickens with their heads gone
They say I changed like I am a pawn
F*ck you all I just go on
I run this shit with no f*cking squad
I'm bout my shit when I hit the ground
I'm all around like I ride around
I kill shit when there's no sound
Chop your head and leave an open wound
I'll guillotine the whole room
Mass murder call it genocide
Break them down with the cyanide
I blast them like I'm Iron Hide
I aim right I ain't cross eyed
Jump out the whip I got whiplash
Speed in the car yeah I go fast
If she ain't shit I'll pass, yeah
If she ain't shit I'll pass, yeah
If she ain't shit I'll pass, yeah
Only smoke on gas, yeah
F*ck that bitch it don't mean shit
Yeah, I run up some bans I'm gonna get rich
I'm down in the pussy you wanna get slayed
I'll kill ya I'll kill ya with a shuriken blade
My diamonds my diamonds they drip in the paint
Don't give a f*ck but I'm feeling some pain
Don't give a f*ck but I'm feeling some pain
They just always hate on my name
They doubting they doubting my road to fame
To blow them up I only need only one nade
I kill my haters cause they all the same
They talk all shit that but they really lame
False claiming what you really bang
Throwing up signs like you know the slang
Was on my Bones shit who's to really blame
I do this shit cause it's all my game
Yeah, this all my game, uh
You ain't really gain, uh
Cause you stay the same, uh
But you really lame, uh
This all my game, uh
You ain't really gain, uh
Cause you stay the same, uh
But you really lame, uh
F*ck that bitch
F*ck that bitch
F*ck that bitch
F*ck that bitch
F*ck that bitch
F*ck that bitch
F*ck that, f*ck that
F*ck that bitch
F*ck that, f*ck that
F*ck that bitch, yeah, aye
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English

Aye, yeah, yeah, aye, yeah, yeah, aye
(Brad Smith bout that f*ckin hit)
I'm a demon, I'm beastly
I run this shit with no f*cking ceiling
Like Lil Wayne with a gun walk
The only way I make my gun talk
I consumed Venom no Eddie Brock
I come through cause a onslaught
Half of you are speaking hogwash
I don't care will you just stop
You ain't shit but you talk press
We all know you ain't bout this
Got a Remington and it's all black
With all facts I'm going off cap
They say I'm fake and I wear a mask
Just a white boy with no task
Basque in the glory when they all mad
Doing this and it's all that
You hate me now but you going down
F*ck all your doubts they don't matter now
You want clout you got no sound
Sniff through the fakes like a blood hound
I see the sheep they all clowns
They like chickens with their heads gone
They say I changed like I am a pawn
F*ck you all I just go on
I run this shit with no f*cking squad
I'm bout my shit when I hit the ground
I'm all around like I ride around
I kill shit when there's no sound
Chop your head and leave an open wound
I'll guillotine the whole room
Mass murder call it genocide
Break them down with the cyanide
I blast them like I'm Iron Hide
I aim right I ain't cross eyed
Jump out the whip I got whiplash
Speed in the car yeah I go fast
If she ain't shit I'll pass, yeah
If she ain't shit I'll pass, yeah
If she ain't shit I'll pass, yeah
Only smoke on gas, yeah
F*ck that bitch it don't mean shit
Yeah, I run up some bans I'm gonna get rich
I'm down in the pussy you wanna get slayed
I'll kill ya I'll kill ya with a shuriken blade
My diamonds my diamonds they drip in the paint
Don't give a f*ck but I'm feeling some pain
Don't give a f*ck but I'm feeling some pain
They just always hate on my name
They doubting they doubting my road to fame
To blow them up I only need only one nade
I kill my haters cause they all the same
They talk all shit that but they really lame
False claiming what you really bang
Throwing up signs like you know the slang
Was on my Bones shit who's to really blame
I do this shit cause it's all my game
Yeah, this all my game, uh
You ain't really gain, uh
Cause you stay the same, uh
But you really lame, uh
This all my game, uh
You ain't really gain, uh
Cause you stay the same, uh
But you really lame, uh
F*ck that bitch
F*ck that bitch
F*ck that bitch
F*ck that bitch
F*ck that bitch
F*ck that bitch
F*ck that, f*ck that
F*ck that bitch
F*ck that, f*ck that
F*ck that bitch, yeah, aye
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Writer: Benjamin Polselli
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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