LookOut/Don't Do Whippits

I jump out the rave crowd Eyes looking wide as a bitch you can tell I'm in space She told me to pullout And I cannot tell my bitch no so my kids landed all on her face The opps wanna shootout But I'm gonna step up the father way Spank him put him in his place You might wanna lookout Yeah, you might wanna lookout Lil boy you don't wanna come hang with us Up at the top of the ceiling you chasing us High as a bitch smoking strong kind of Dosidos Sold her the quarter she told me to up the dose Sold her the zip and she told me to up the dose That's when I knew she was prolly gone up and blow Boy I was wrong all she wanted was hella smoke Inside of the dance floor we got hella low Got her Givenchy luh shorts for the show Grabbing her hand cus she really don't know What bout to hit her now she on the floor Molly inside of my muhfuckin system this room bout to turn to a maze Whippits on top of your shit ain't no wonder yo ass really thinking delayed Huh Diesel inside of my healthy ass lungs all my doctors prescribe broccoli Skip the prescription I'm writing my own all my people was calling me street pharmacist Look at my earrings I'm wearing them THC diamonds my hearing is high as a bitch Listen to god and he told me to go get your own all I heard was"Just go hit a lick" I jump out the rave crowd Eyes looking wide as a bitch you can tell I'm in space She told me to pullout And I cannot tell my bitch no so my kids landed all on her face The opps wanna shootout But I'm gonna step up the father way Spank him put him in his place You might wanna lookout Yeah, you might wanna lookout Getting in my zone Electronic flow Can you even follow? When I switch the tone Talk yo ass down Right into the floor Take her outta town When she flip the dough Overheating like a overused pistol Breaking through the wall, blitzing position Money formation my pockets political Changed up the game and yo shit be so minimal Can you take control? Hotter when I'm cold Catch me by surprise We gone get it on Harder than a pole When you get on top When the molly hit Ain't no way to stop Bad bitch she gone show out in private Next blunt up gotta get higher Next man up I got the call Step up to the zone and we ready to ball! Inside of the dance floor we got hella low Got her Givenchy luh shorts for the show Grabbing her hand cus she really don't know What bout to hit her now she on the floor Molly inside of my muhfuckin system this room bout to turn to a maze Whippits on top of your shit ain't no wonder yo ass really thinking delayed Whippits on top of yo shit ain't no wonder yo ass really running behind Whippits on top of yo shit ain't no wonder yo ass really falling behind