Whippin - Kiiara, Felix Snow

Whippin', whippin'

Whippin', whippin', whippin'

Whippin'

Don’t hit me past one 'cause I might come

Pop a yellow bus, now I’m goin' dumb (Yee)

If it’s past two, I can’t look at you (fuck it)

But I will 'cause you’re too true

Too real, fuck the world, that’s how you make me puke

No-no-no, hey, I still fuck with you

It’s good luck when I’m like, «Girl, what’s up with you?»

Wrist, wrist, wrist, whippin' in the car with you

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Wh-whippin', whippin'

Whippin', whippin', whippin'

Whippin'

Whippin', whippin', whippin'

Whippin', whippin'

Whippin' in the car with you

Whippin' in the car with you

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Phone lit, past three, see you say what’s up

Fuckboy, thought I told you not to hit me up

I got a problem and it sucks, boy

O.T., I’m in love with the fuckboys

I’m just bein' real, can I keep it real?

Way too many feels, way too many feels

Chanel bag, cop it, I don’t fuckin' want it

I don’t need that bullshit in your wallet

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin' in the car with you, you

Whippin', whippin'

Whippin', whippin', whippin'

Whippin', whippin'

Whippin', whippin', whippin'

Whippin', whippin'

Whippin' in the car with you

Whippin' in the car with you

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin', whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin', whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin', whippin' in the car with you, you, you

Whippin' in the car with you, you, you

You, you, you, you