[Chorus: Ealuhri]
Grab you a bowl, put it on the stove
Whip it out the what? Eggo turn to yoda
Skraight whippin', turn it to yoda
Whip it, whip it, turn it to yoda
Whip it, whip it, now the bih' yoda
We do not hit Whippets, Lil Yo Gang don't condone it
Back of the splat, stick singin' like Jodeci
I ain't got nothin' but guitar and condolences to his family
In the splat like the yoda, I whip it, whip it, huggin' the curb
Whip it, whip it, it's cold, got the fur
Whip it, whip it, coupe huggin' the curb
Whip it, whip it, you could say that it's friendly
Z-Pound-6, finger fuck 'til it empty
Real block boy, told my mama, "Don't tempt me"
[Verse 1: Yung Rokk]
Real blockstar, rockin' Prada from Italy (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
LYG symbol tatted all across my body
LYG sword, what I came on the date with
Bad bitches and my G-lock at the steakhouse
Got the Glock with the long nose tucked in my britches
Got the stick with the chip right there, at the safehouse
Gotta tell all my bitches, "You play this smooth"
"You stay out your feelings, this shit'll be okay"
[Verse 3: Lil Ric]
Double-M, Double-M, I taught the lil' bitch
She whip it, she cook it on top of the stove
I been geekin' the foreign more than geeked on coke
Hit your head with a Glock, put a tag on your toe
Draw down for the pesos and the hundros, you already know how this shit finna go, gang
Rapid fire on a fuck nigga block, sendin' bullets through the window
Pot and I whip it (Gang), take the pot and I whip it (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, whip it up)
Foreign coupe, I'ma drift it (Skrrt, skrrt, I'ma drift it)
Dog food in the kitchen (Dog food, dog food)
Prefer blues over bitches (Prefer blues)
Bend the block with some switches (Bend the block, bend the block)
Take the coupe and we go handle business (Whip it)
Tinted out, you can't see in the striker (Tinted out)
Load up Glock, but we jump out with rifles (With a rifle?)
Foreign take up two spots, it came with a butt (Skrrt, skrrt)
Hit a nigga with a deuce-deuce, it came in clutch
Used the bitch for her head, she gon' suck on my nut
Ghost Rider in the coupe, I don't even know what's real (Ghost Rider)
Most likely I'm geeked up when I'm on the pills
Most likely the gang done done all the broads
Whip it, whip it, these hands hittin' harder than [?]
Can't let them folks on the ride, know I'm doggin' a corgi (Squad)
[Chorus: Ealuhri]
Grab you a bowl, put it on the stove
Whip it out the what? Eggo turn to yoda
Skraight whippin', turn it to yoda
Whip it, whip it, turn it to yoda
Whip it, whip it, now the bih' yoda
We do not hit Whippets, Lil Yo Gang don't condone it
Back of the splat, stick singin' like Jodeci
I ain't got nothin' but guitar and condolences to his family
In the splat like the yoda, I whip it, whip it, huggin' the curb
Whip it, whip it, it's cold, got the fur
Whip it, whip it, coupe huggin' the curb
Whip it, whip it, you could say that it's friendly
Z-Pound-6, finger fuck 'til it empty
Real block boy, told my mama, "Don't tempt me"