Whip - Unfiltered Lyrics

I don't , I don't, I don't do that I don't do that, that.. that texting shit
You know what I'm saying like
We pull up where niggas stay at
And thats where we spray at you know what I'm saying
So, But you know that already you know what i mean
So, Watch your words bitch
Cuz I will come over there and slap your fat ass momma in the f*cking face
Ya feel me?
Bitch ass Nigga
Niggas fake until they make it capping in they rap
I bless every mic I touch every bar you write you toting them straps
They killing they brothers and making this music
And steady be saying this it but I knew you in school
You was a bitch
You can get laid on the floor by a jit
100% not a shout of a doubt I'm the hardest out they come with smoke
We can get some gloves and see what them hands be really about
Who can vouch you running ya mouth
Im tryna see the work you put in the streets
I hear you talking about killing n dealing
You know what I think? you niggas is sweet.
I'm swinging and missing and hitting
But what can I say I stay true to myself
All the while I'm getting new fans
All the while I'm stacking my wealth
Destined for great from the jump
Try to talk down you get slumped
My daddy he raised me taught me to get over the top
I'm jumping the hump
I'm keeping a pump at the back of the - ( Sike )
I'm swinging and missing and hitting
But what can I say I stay true to myself
All the while I'm getting new fans
All the while I'm stacking my wealth
Destined for great from the jump
Try to talk down you get slumped
My daddy he raised me taught me to get over the top
I'm jumping the hump
I'm keeping a pump at the back of the - ( Sike )
A lot of you niggas officially doubting me
Cuz I'm not preaching to poison the people
You think its no chance that a crowd will surround me
But I am warning ya now Ya better look out
I'm not like one of these clowns
That smoke a little tree
And bump a little Young boy
Then record and wave a gun at the phone
You a gangsta for real?
You cappin
I listen to what you be rapping
None of this is matching your actions
You just want to be the main attraction
You just want to fake until you make it
But uh uh no sir not me
I tell you one time don't you ever mistake
You ain't built like that don't pretend to be
Sitting, Thinking, will there ever be a one to step to the plate
Oh yeah I remember one his name was Ross I put him in his place
You tricking and scheming on girls
And wonder why water be melting ya face
I got niggas to vouch don't open your mouth
I'm telling the truth no denying it now
Screaming it loud exposing the fake
You a fold ass nigga you belong with the snakes
Ima keep pushing on gas
What is a break?
You made a mistake I'm causing a quake
I'm raising the stakes
Ron be cooking these beats like he quay
I'm submitting my spot as one of them greats
Ain't up for debate
What more can I say?
I'm swinging and missing and hitting
But what can I say I stay true to myself
All the while I'm getting new fans
All the while I'm stacking my wealth
Destined for great from the jump
Try to talk down you get slumped
My daddy he raised me taught me to get over the top
I'm jumping the hump
I'm keeping a pump at the back of the - ( Sike )
I'm swinging and missing and hitting
But what can I say I stay true to myself
All the while I'm getting new fans
All the while I'm stacking my wealth
Destined for great from the jump
Try to talk down you get slumped
My daddy he raised me taught me to get over the top
I'm jumping the hump
I'm keeping a pump at the back of the - ( Sike )
Dont you ever try me again
And if you do?
I promise you it will be more than a song