[Intro] Bass get filthy, lights go black Big talk, fast feet, no track slack If the vibe says prove it right now, no doubt Crowd yells “do it,” I whip it out [Chorus] When in doubt, whip it out, let the heat spill through Snap on the one, then I slide on two Fuck being quiet, I’m loud with the clout Beat drops mean when I whip it out When in doubt, whip it out, make the floor go dumb Tongue-twist smoke while I batter that drum Hands to the ceiling, all eyes, no pout Whole club screams when I whip it out [Verse 1] I’m a late-night menace with a grin like sin, If the door says push, then I kick that in. Fast-mouth savage with a stage-side strut, Say “prove you’re bad,” I’m like, bet, say what. Sugar on the rim and the liquor on fire, Talk slick shit, make the world get higher. I’m a hell-pressed diamond with a foul-mouth charm, Say less, sweetheart, put your doubts on the arm. Cash on the counter and the rhythm on tilt, I pour big confidence, none of it spilt. Triplet on entry then I double-time pop, Barbell bars and they never get dropped. I don’t babysit beats, I rough ’em up quick, Punchline heavy like a heavyweight brick. If the moment looks shy and the faith runs out, I cure that drought when I whip it out. [Chorus] When in doubt, whip it out, let the heat spill through Snap on the one, then I slide on two Fuck being quiet, I’m loud with the clout Beat drops mean when I whip it out When in doubt, whip it out, make the floor go dumb Tongue-twist smoke while I batter that drum Hands to the ceiling, all eyes, no pout Whole club screams when I whip it out [Verse 2] I’m a card-trick mouth with a jackpot laugh, Flip a new flow, then I deal that half. Knife-edge cadence, steel-toe stance, I talk that talk till the subwoofers dance. Kitchen-ass metaphors, pan so hot, Sizzle on the syllables, lick that pot. Sugarcoat nothing, I’m blunt and brash, Fuck your safe space, I’m crash-on-crash. Chrome on my words with a back-alley gleam, Dirty little grin like a fever dream. Heat in my lungs and a piston route, I rev that redline then I whip it out. Hands on hips with a king-size flex, No small vibe, I’m a total wreck. If the night wants proof and the clocks run out, I sign that check when I whip it out. [Chorus] When in doubt, whip it out, let the heat spill through Snap on the one, then I slide on two Fuck being quiet, I’m loud with the clout Beat drops mean when I whip it out When in doubt, whip it out, make the floor go dumb Tongue-twist smoke while I batter that drum Hands to the ceiling, all eyes, no pout Whole club screams when I whip it out [Bridge] Left, right, left with a fuck-you grin, Step to the click, then dive back in. Spotlight hot while the doubts go pale, I chew that cue like a hungry gale. Say “prove it,” cool, I don’t run my mouth, I run this beat like a king of the south. Crowd says “more,” I erase that doubt, Green light hits, I whip it out. [Verse 3] Black-card swagger with a platinum throat, Line after line and they all banknote. Clip on the cadence, safety off now, I spark that fuse and I show you how. Fuck all the slow talk, I’m cut for speed, Razor on the rhythm till the rhythm bleed. I’m a late bill notice with the red ink shout, Pay this heat or I shut it down. Hocus with the focus and a palm-side flip, I’m slick with the trick and I never lose grip. Breath like a piston, locked-in route, Tick tick boom, then I whip it out. Neon in the metronome, blink then bite, I chomp that drop like a midnight fight. Last call hits and the doubts tap out, Name in the lights when I whip it out. [Final Chorus] When in doubt, whip it out, let the proof get loud Clap on the snare while I move that crowd Fuck being humble, I’m here for the shout Beat goes black when I whip it out When in doubt, whip it out, make the meters pin Fader on max till the walls cave in Hands on hips, hear the whole block shout Encore roars as I whip it out
