Black Whip - Sycosis

I’m in my black whip, that bitch beautiful

Windows tinted seats pushed back like a cuticle

My boy got a midnight colored box the top cubicle

This is how we do it on our side its just new to you

I’m in my black whip that bitch beautiful

Windows tinted seats pushed back like a cuticle

My girl got a charcoal colored Malibu with attitude

If you reppin like I’m reppin this is what you gotta do

I’m in my black whip 2 lanes give em room

Oh there’s an app for that remote start from the living room/

Push to start bucket seats in back barely pushed apart

My old whip cut off on me at the light I had to push to park/

But not this Chevy sitting heavy girl you ready

She warp speed and stop on a dime, brake like a levee/

I say she never bleed all that she need is holding her steady

Got them Asains on her feet Yokahomas call it a peddy/

This ain’t no ice cream paint my whip dark as oil

Rev the engine a couple times the pavement starts to boil/

Got the iPod connected through auxilory

Underneath the seat pick your poison on the artillery/

Feelin me I’m a heathen see me coming they leaving

Traffic swerving and weaving no particular reason/

Do this through every season long as a nigga breathing

Cameras flashing pictures through red lights I hope they keep em/

They say my onyx colored fairy could win the tripple crown

Cuz she got 5 G speed and she bust em down/

And if I break it down so much we make it run around

But they don’t wanna run around

They keep screaming take em now/

It feels foreign the way that bitch soaring

Hitting corners flooring with a German chic pouring/

You keep your pigeon coupes I’ll be 4 dooring

With seats so plush we can take that bitch touring/

Swing low sweet chariot black as a ninja mask

Slicing lanes on Katina blades ninja fast/

As a baby I was pimping in my black buggy

When I go hearse it’ll be a black Lac so doughie/

Whip black like it came from the set of roots

And she a blonde now but she got black roots/

And she a freak off top, that’s through the roof

Black light back seat look you can see the proof/

I’m in this black whip

We done been through everything

Tripple coat of wax on her back

She drive better clean/

Bad bitch with hair down her back

She ride shotgun

Her panties would be wet

Except she ain’t got none/

She turned on when I open up the door

Different brand everyday I could open up a store/

If you scratch on my paint

We can open up a war

Look I’m sinking in these seats

Like I opened up the floor/