Let It Whip Lecrae (Ft. Paul Wall)

[Verse 1: Lecrae]
Yo, aye look
5th wheel straight hangin'
Grip the grain, I’m swangin'
It’s Texas all on my roots boy
Ain’t no point in me changing
On 45, trunk bangin'
From fair park to south acres
I hit big T’s then I hit kings
In the same day no playin
I’m whippin, I’m dippin though the great state of Texas
I used to rock the gold, tall t's with a necklace
My car wasn’t mean but I kept that thing clean
Paint chip, couple dents
And the brakes used to scream
Oh well, I still gotta let that trunk knock
Hear me beatin down yo block
And my car just stopped again
Mayne, my gas gauge don’t work
I can’t tell how much gas I got man

[Interlude: Lecrae & Paul Wall]
Let it whip
I let it whip
I said I let it whip
Hold up
Let it whip
Paul Wall, baby
All ready