Whip that

Ayy, bitches know that I'm P and I'm thuggin'
I'm still in the streets
If he run up, I alt and delete, clean the Glock and repeat
It get hot, throw that bitch in a creek
Hit the spot, it's twelve-hundred a P
I went flawless my teeth, diamond, boy, this shit wet as a sink
That boy dumber then a bitch, if he reach, I'm the G.O.A.T. of the D
Let's be real, Stevie wonder could see that I'm havin' this shit and I'm flee
Labels call every week, I can't sign, I got cases to beat
Plus, I touch 80K every week
Ain't gon' lie, this shit sweet
Let it whip if he step on my feet
On my son, used to slide every week
Ever shot out a Jeep wit' no doors so them niggas could see who it was just to see if they street
Don't get put on a tee
On the 'net tryna act like you gangster
I got enough bread for the fee
Bitch, you know I'm a G, I got killers come straight out the east
They pull up on a horse wit' a ski
Bitch, I'm fucking for free
Don't you dare say the pussy a fee 'cause you bound to get left in the streets
I make ten off of feats and I ain't touched a 'bow in some weeks
But I know where OG for the cheap
Cross the line, bet I tweak
Gotta know I ain't goin' for none, you think that I'm cappin', come and see
We wanna see you whip it
Sure could treat you right
Give me just a minute of your time tonight
We both are here to have big fun
So let it whip

Texas hip-hop (specifically Houston/chopped-and-screwed style), Southern trap, and Chicano rap