WHIPLASH lyrics
by Cemetery Drive
[INTRO]
Whiplash, bar 125
Big boy tempo
[HOOK - CHRIS WRIGHT & TEEAWGO]
Yeah it go left right, left right down on them
f*ck is up, let me get a couple rounds on them
Yeah it go left right, left right down on them
f*ck is up, let me get a couple rounds on them
b*tch I’m 'bout to give you whiplash, whiplash
b*tch I’m 'bout to give you whiplash, whiplash
b*tch I’m 'bout to give you whiplash, whiplash
b*tch I’m 'bout to give you whiplash, whiplash on your b*tch ass
[VERSE ONE - TEEAWGO]
Get in formation
Little more ways in
Working all night
I get it 'fore day's end
Skipping probation
Little more patience
That's just stupid
Get information
I'ma Leeroy Jenkins this sh*t like, wow
You know we them boys taking this b*tch right now
[VERSE TWO - WHYANDOTTE]
Kay, back then, I met evil echo wе was packed in
Homie had a magazine with his MAC-10
I would rеad a magazine, he was masked up
Off time blow steam like a Mack Truck
Ain't sh*t gonna' change, just get out the way, stop picking his brain
He in go-go gadget mode, slap a n*gga with the ratchet mode
Smack a n*gga like whack a mole, run forest run
[HOOK - CHRIS WRIGHT & TEEAWGO]
Yeah it go left right, left right down on them
f*ck is up, let me get a couple rounds on them
Yeah it go left right, left right down on them
f*ck is up, let me get a couple rounds on them
b*tch I’m 'bout to give you whiplash, whiplash
b*tch I’m 'bout to give you whiplash, whiplash
b*tch I’m 'bout to give you whiplash, whiplash
b*tch I’m 'bout to give you whiplash, whiplash on your b*tch ass
[BREAKDOWN - CLOUD MAC]
Wait, get the f*ck out of my face
I don't care you're in my way
Wait, get the f*ck out of my face
I don't care you're in my way
[OUTRO - CHRIS WRIGHT]
I once saw a deal made at a crossroads
Dumb motherf*cker trade a soul for a Volvo
sh*t you ask me I’ll probably sell it like it’s Narcos
I know what I’m worth
Fist clenched and my lip bleeding
Twisted ankle, my head woozy
I ain’t ever need no f*cking reason
Fight the club but it ain’t no movie
Someone better come and f*cking shoot me
Better at least knock me out
When I slide, ain’t no f*cking toosie
Got a problem, never watch my mouth
Time moving like Tenet
Back and forth through my vintage frames
Get the f*ck out my business
Watch your tongue when you speak my names
Suit tailored like bennet
Take a stupid motherf*cker just to make stupid claims
All my whips really triple tinted
I don’t want to see no f*cking lames