Back to Top

Whisper on the Beat Video (MV)




Performed By: VerSay
Length: 2:33
Written by: Nathan LeBeau




VerSay - Whisper on the Beat Lyrics
Official




Ooouu
They ain't have my consent
Haha they think I'm playing on the beat
Let's get it
They gon hear me when I whisper on the beat
Troll gon pull me over
Say I'm speeding
Bitch, I got no limits
Listen when I'm talking I ain't speaking twice
Check me out
Ima take my chances
Roll it, spin it with my dice
Ima Make sure the whole gang taking flight
Cama kazi with it
Had to see some real ones
Leave my side
But now I know they ain't worthy for it
Walk up in the building they starring like some tourist
Like they ain't never seen a kid with so much drip before
Money galore
Had to stop on chasing money
And let that money chase me
No new friends I can't let this money change me
Dick in her mouth she get her face beat
Skt skt
I feel like Randy Orton when I hear these voices
That gas you smoking yea I got that shit imported
Plug be calling said the package just left Portland
Talking down you get exported
Groupies asking for a portrait
Wanna F*ck me cuz I'm touring
And I'll have her keep on pouring
Shawty fill it up
She gonna love it when I'm feeling her
She a fan of the way I'm running out this trap house
Blow your back out
Her man be posting on his story cuz his hoe be acting out
Boy she f*cking with a real one now
They gon hear me when I whisper on the beat
Troll gon pull me over
Say I'm speeding
Bitch, I got no limits
Listen when I'm talking I ain't speaking twice
Check me out
Ima take my chances
Roll it, spin it with my dice
Ima Make sure the whole gang taking flight
Listen up
Wow wow
If you a real one we can talk it out
I got business on my phone and groupies on my line
Gotta leave that shit on silent
But
Real talk all my brothas know Ima ride or die
Haven't hit my prime till I'm satisfied
I'm a shake the world and leave em petrified
Yea even god is on my side
So cut them lies or I cut them ties
Can't be F*cking with no fake shit
No fake bitch
Tricked yo ass oh baby that's a pump fake
I can't love these hoes and that's on god
I remember times the system tried to break me for my loss
Tried to stop me from drinking Voss
But trust me I ain't give In I knew just how to take a loss
Ima winner Ima winner
Hoe
Paint my craft just like a picture
Cut off ties that got me sicker
They tried to make drown
Tried to pull me under
I ain't f*cking with it
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Ooouu
They ain't have my consent
Haha they think I'm playing on the beat
Let's get it
They gon hear me when I whisper on the beat
Troll gon pull me over
Say I'm speeding
Bitch, I got no limits
Listen when I'm talking I ain't speaking twice
Check me out
Ima take my chances
Roll it, spin it with my dice
Ima Make sure the whole gang taking flight
Cama kazi with it
Had to see some real ones
Leave my side
But now I know they ain't worthy for it
Walk up in the building they starring like some tourist
Like they ain't never seen a kid with so much drip before
Money galore
Had to stop on chasing money
And let that money chase me
No new friends I can't let this money change me
Dick in her mouth she get her face beat
Skt skt
I feel like Randy Orton when I hear these voices
That gas you smoking yea I got that shit imported
Plug be calling said the package just left Portland
Talking down you get exported
Groupies asking for a portrait
Wanna F*ck me cuz I'm touring
And I'll have her keep on pouring
Shawty fill it up
She gonna love it when I'm feeling her
She a fan of the way I'm running out this trap house
Blow your back out
Her man be posting on his story cuz his hoe be acting out
Boy she f*cking with a real one now
They gon hear me when I whisper on the beat
Troll gon pull me over
Say I'm speeding
Bitch, I got no limits
Listen when I'm talking I ain't speaking twice
Check me out
Ima take my chances
Roll it, spin it with my dice
Ima Make sure the whole gang taking flight
Listen up
Wow wow
If you a real one we can talk it out
I got business on my phone and groupies on my line
Gotta leave that shit on silent
But
Real talk all my brothas know Ima ride or die
Haven't hit my prime till I'm satisfied
I'm a shake the world and leave em petrified
Yea even god is on my side
So cut them lies or I cut them ties
Can't be F*cking with no fake shit
No fake bitch
Tricked yo ass oh baby that's a pump fake
I can't love these hoes and that's on god
I remember times the system tried to break me for my loss
Tried to stop me from drinking Voss
But trust me I ain't give In I knew just how to take a loss
Ima winner Ima winner
Hoe
Paint my craft just like a picture
Cut off ties that got me sicker
They tried to make drown
Tried to pull me under
I ain't f*cking with it
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Nathan LeBeau
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: VerSay

Tags:
No tags yet