VERSE 1:

I gotta take back this Maybach,
And trade it in for a used Toyota corolla, I'm laid back
I realize now that I'm not rich,
So I learned to duck down when I pass by a b***
I had to do it, cause there's great milage
Plus I'm tryna rack up, all my money - for collage
I'm already on financial aid,
I'm so motherf***ing broke, can't get my finances straight
I mean - minimum wage is a b*** my n***,
The equivalent of straight living is rich my n***
Gas money going towards outfits,
Tank on "e" now I can't go out "s***!"
Man I feel stuck, when I'm at home, if I keep this s*** up, I might die
Alone,
I'm too damn broke to try a loan,
I ride to the beat, my Toyota seat is my throne.

CHORUS:

Man I hate my whip
Man I hate my whip
Man I hate my whip
Man I hate my whip

But the paper is the the problem
The paper is the the problem
The paper is the the problem
The paper is the the problem

HOOK:

So I'm ridin round town in my bummy ass whip,
In my bummy ass whip, in my bummy ass whip, in my bummy ass whip
Yea I'm ridin round town in my bummy ass whip,
In my bummy ass whip, in my bummy ass whip, in my bummy ass whip

VERSE 2:

Now I'm asking all my homeboys to lease me some cash,
They say I'm looking crazy with that tisa on my hat
I told them hop off, and that's when they drive off
With exhaust in my lungs, I'm the one who walked off
I'm on the bus wearing louboutin shoes,
I know damn well that them girls wouldn't choose,
If they seen me in my bummy ass whip, the only thing I'd get is a bummy ass
Chick
But if my money look right,
I could smash a bad bitch, hear her screaming in the background like an
Ad-lib
Back to reality,
The actuality of that happening is slimmer than a thin nigga suffering
From malnutrition, I listen up to what they say
I'm conscious of myself
No saftey belt in the whip
But I got a louis belt on my waist,
And a real fu*** stupid ass look on my face

BRIDGE:

Now put your hands in the air if you riding on "e"
If you riding on "e", if you riding on "e",
Put your hands in the air if you riding on "e"
If you riding on "e", if you riding on "e",
[I said]
Put your hands in the air if you riding on "e"
If you riding on "e", if you riding on "e",
Put your hands in the air if you riding on "e"
If you riding on "e", put your hands in the air

CHORUS:

Man I hate my whip
Man I hate my whip
Man I hate my whip
Man I hate my whip

But the paper is the the problem
The paper is the the problem
The paper is the the problem
The paper is the the problem

HOOK:

So I'm ridin round town in my bummy ass whip,
In my bummy ass whip, in my bummy ass whip, in my bummy ass whip
Yea I'm ridin round town in my bummy ass whip,
In my bummy ass whip, in my bummy ass whip, in my bummy ass whip

VERSE 3:

I'm riding all around the town,
Acting like I shut it down,
Dressed up like I'm someone big,
But aint shuting nothing down

(Sings*)

OUTRO:

Riding round town, Riding round town,
Riding round, Riding round town in my bummy ass whip
Riding round town, Riding round town,
Riding round, Riding round town in my bummy ass whip