New Whip

Intro (spoken, hype) Gotta brand new bitch. Copped a new whip. Lexani with the white lip — I call it Cool Whip. Who this? It’s a new bitch I’m usin’. (Why you do this?) ’Cause I love new shit. Hook (x2) New whip, new bitch, cool whip on my lip. New drip, new clique, pockets never slip. I love new shit, I love new shit — that’s the trip. New whip, new bitch, cool whip on my lip. Verse 1 I like clothes and I love diamonds. I like hoes and I love wildin’. Playin’ shows while I’m rhythmin’, special guest on a private island. Sold my soul for this spot — best trade I ever made. Danced with the devil since back in eighth grade. Made a deal — bring him what he wanted, he’d be honored. I asked him, “is that it?” — he replied with cat piss. Crossed where I — why do you write this shit? I recite this shit ’cause I like this shit. It’s my life and shit — when I’m high as shit, I get sly as shit, go to the dealership, start buyin’ shit. I’m on my shit, on the rise like a rocket ship. Up in the sky, I rhyme and I grip. By my time with it — hopin’ one day signed and split. Life not a pile of shit — raise my head, finally fit. Hook (x2) New whip, new bitch, cool whip on my lip. New drip, new clique, pockets never slip. I love new shit, I love new shit — that’s the trip. New whip, new bitch, cool whip on my lip. Verse 2 I could ride with that, I could vibe with that. I’ll supply the raps — you provide the tracks. Taken breaks? Nah — got no time for that. Workaholic, insomniac — I grind, that’s a fact. In my grave, finally smilin’ back. You can f**k with this, you in love with this track. Got other shit but can’t publish it — government actin’ wild. They say I’m too anima for the public, call me the child. Been in the trap gettin’ gritty, gettin’ grimy. Little-known fact — people dyin’ beside me. Gotta watch your back, these motherfuckers lyin’. Inside this jungle, I’m considered a lion. So quiet with your shit — better watch yo’ self. Go take a bath, wash ya guilt off, cleanse that wealth. Cuz I won’t be helpin’. I’ma do me, collect my stealth. Bridge (growl / ad-libbed) I’m that I’m thinkin’ about buyin’ — dope music to loosen. Rap vernacular, attack like Dracula — got you in a coffin. You in a bag, and I’m draggin’ ya — funambulist causin’ havoc. Ima a kills kills kills — I be on, no lose, all profit. Verse 3 (staccato, punchlines) You could say I got my CDL — the way I keep on truckin’. All my hoes hate me ’cause I can’t refrain from fuckin’. Taken shots like a stormtrooper — missin’ sometimes, still buckin’. I want that cake, need that piece — appetite never tuckin’. Lexani white lip, cool whip sittin’ pretty, no tuckin’. New bitch, new whip — chain h**g heavy like trust-fund. Final Hook / Outro (repeat & fade) New whip, new bitch, cool whip on my lip. New drip, new clique, pockets never slip. I love new shit, I love new shit — that’s the trip. New whip, new bitch, cool whip on my lip.