Whippin My Wrist
Soulja Boy Lyrics


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You gotta chase your teams man
I'm above the clouds on a private jet
I got all this designer on me [?]

Whippin' my wrist, whippin' my wrist
Whippin' my wrist, whippin' my wrist
Whippin' my wrist, whippin' my wrist
Got all these bricks, get it I'm stackin', I'm packin'
Lil Soulja's too rich
Whippin' my wrist, whippin' my wrist
Whippin' my wrist, whippin' my wrist
Whippin' my wrist, whippin' my wrist
To get all these bricks, stack it and flip
Lil Soulja too rich

I'm makin' it rain, yeah I changed the weather
I break it down, put it right back together
Got Louie, Gucci, it's all on my sweater
My niggas winnin' we don't see no contenders
My niggas go hard, my niggas stack millis
I'm swervin', ridin' and I'm drivin' in Bentleys
I'm over in Illi, I'm rockin' it silly
I'm rockin' Fendi and she lookin' like "really?"
Benjis on Benjis while swervin' in Bentleys
We watchin' for the cops, niggas be snitchin'
Got millis on millis, you niggas be silly
We stack it, pack it, stack it up to the ceilin'
I wrap it, package, then I ship it
All of my niggas we get it
All of my niggas we kill it
Catch the case then [?]
Niggas get acquitted, got money cause we got no limits
I'm trappin' and cappin', had to make it happen
All of my niggas we swervin' in Phantoms
My diamonds dancin' just like Tony Montana
I take a trip from Brazil to Atlanta
I come out the water, got bricks like the [?]
They comin' in, nigga tell me your order
My niggas get money, I swerve in a foreign
And the coupes with the paint and the spoiler
Valet park that Bugatti, I'm winnin'
My niggas stackin', they got millis on millis
I'm runnin' bands, I'm the man in my city
I'm gettin' money, niggas hatin' like really
I'm gettin' money, niggas ain't fuckin' with me
I'm gettin' mili, I got mili on mili
I stack it, pack it up to the ceilin'
I'm gettin' money, niggas know that I'm killin'
A mili, a mili, I did it, I did it
My niggas stackin', ya my niggas they with it
We stackin' money, we got milis on milis
We swervin', ridin', and we drivin' in Bentleys
My niggas talk and ya my niggas get it
All of you niggas you gotta get it
All of my niggas we got to get it
Used to trap out the bank with 20 pounds of midgets
20 pounds of midget, that's what I'm trappin'
No cappin' had to make my momma happy
I got Louie, Gucci, now they look at me funny
They say Soulja Boy you get all of this money
Them niggas hated cause I'm hot as the sun
Soulja strapped with the automatic gun
Fuckin' the 100s, I don't do the ones
Breakin' bricks down to cookies and crumbs

Whippin' my wrist, whippin' my wrist
Whippin' my wrist, whippin' my wrist
Whippin' my wrist, whippin' my wrist
Got all these bricks, get it I'm stackin', I'm packin'
Lil Soulja's too rich
Whippin' my wrist, whippin' my wrist
Whippin' my wrist, whippin' my wrist
Whippin' my wrist, whippin' my wrist
To get all these bricks, stack it and flip
Lil Soulja too rich

I'm the one that they see up
Ice all over me, yup
Hit the bank with some freeze up
You might see me on your street, yup




In the club and the VIP, yup
What you talkin' bout nigga?

Overall Meaning

The song "Whippin My Wrist" by Soulja Boy is about the rapper's success and wealth. The lyrics describe how he is making money, and how he has all this designer gear on him. The chorus of the song talks about "Whippin My Wrist" to get bricks of money, where "Whippin My Wrist" refers to cooking up crack on a stove then stirring it the dough with a spoon or spatula. He then stacks and flips these bricks to make more money. Soulja Boy describes how he is on a private jet and feels like he is above everyone.


The verses in "Whippin My Wrist" talk about how Soulja Boy changes the weather and puts things back together. He also mentions how his niggas are winning and there is no competition. Soulja Boy talks about how he and his friends drive luxury cars like Bentley's, and how he is always stacking money that is piled up to the ceiling. He ends the song by saying that he breaks bricks down into cookies and crumbs.


In conclusion, the song "Whippin My Wrist" by Soulja Boy is about his success and wealth. He talks about the luxuries he enjoys and how he and his friends are making lots of money. The song is also about cooking this up on stove (Whippin My Wrist), selling it, and stacking up the earned money.


Line by Line Meaning

You gotta chase your teams man
You must work hard to achieve success with your team


I'm above the clouds on a private jet
I have achieved great success and can afford luxurious travel


I got all this designer on me [?]
I am wearing expensive, fashionable clothes


Whippin' my wrist, whippin' my wrist
I'm mixing and packaging drugs


Got all these bricks, get it I'm stackin', I'm packin'
I am accumulating large amounts of drugs and packaging them for distribution


Lil Soulja's too rich
I have become very wealthy through drug dealing


I'm makin' it rain, yeah I changed the weather
I am spending large amounts of money and influencing the environment around me


I break it down, put it right back together
I am skilled at reassembling drugs for distribution


Got Louie, Gucci, it's all on my sweater
I am showing off my wealth through designer clothing


My niggas winnin' we don't see no contenders
My team is successful and does not face any competition


My niggas go hard, my niggas stack millis
My team works hard and earns large amounts of money


I'm swervin', ridin' and I'm drivin' in Bentleys
I am showing off my wealth by driving luxury cars


I'm over in Illi, I'm rockin' it silly
I am in Illinois and having a great time


I'm rockin' Fendi and she lookin' like "really?"
I am wearing expensive Fendi clothing and someone is admiring it


Benjis on Benjis while swervin' in Bentleys
I have large amounts of $100 bills while driving luxury cars


We watchin' for the cops, niggas be snitchin'
We are avoiding police and watching out for informants


Got millis on millis, you niggas be silly
I have earned and saved large amounts of money while others waste it


We stack it, pack it, stack it up to the ceilin'
We are accumulating and organizing drugs in bulk


I wrap it, package, then I ship it
I am preparing drugs for distribution


All of my niggas we get it
My team is successful at drug dealing


Catch the case then [?]
If caught by law enforcement, we will face charges


Niggas get acquitted, got money cause we got no limits
My team has the resources to evade legal consequences and make large amounts of money


I'm trappin' and cappin', had to make it happen
I am dealing drugs to make money


All of my niggas we swervin' in Phantoms
My team is driving in luxury Rolls Royce Phantoms


My diamonds dancin' just like Tony Montana
My diamond jewelry sparkles and shines


I take a trip from Brazil to Atlanta
I travel between countries for drug distribution


I come out the water, got bricks like the [?]
After smuggling drugs across water, I have large amounts of product


They comin' in, nigga tell me your order
I have a large supply of drugs available for purchase


My niggas get money, I swerve in a foreign
My team makes large amounts of money and I drive a foreign car


And the coupes with the paint and the spoiler
I drive cars with customized paint and spoilers


Valet park that Bugatti, I'm winnin'
I drive a Bugatti and am successful


I'm runnin' bands, I'm the man in my city
I am earning lots of money and am respected in my community


I'm gettin' money, niggas hatin' like really
Others are jealous of my wealth


I'm gettin' mili, I got mili on mili
I am earning and saving large amounts of money


All of my niggas we got to get it
My team is motivated to earn money


Used to trap out the bank with 20 pounds of midgets
I used to deal drugs with small quantities before moving on to larger amounts


20 pounds of midget, that's what I'm trappin'
I am currently dealing in large amounts of drugs


No cappin' had to make my momma happy
I am dealing drugs in order to provide for my family


I got Louie, Gucci, now they look at me funny
People are envious of my designer clothing


Them niggas hated cause I'm hot as the sun
Others are jealous of my success


Soulja strapped with the automatic gun
I carry a gun for protection


Fuckin' the 100s, I don't do the ones
I only deal in large amounts of money


Breakin' bricks down to cookies and crumbs
I am preparing drugs for distribution in smaller quantities




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Soulja Boy

Whipping my wrist 💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾🔥

Donte Goff

U already kno bro dats mah shit!!!!

*SherryLove* *Malwah'sLife*

Swagg Swagg💪💪💪

Kojero

yeah cool track peace from Swizzaland

Roxxy AnimeAngeL

Soulja Boy FIRE !!!!!!!

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Nourison YGO

if you made music like this today, you would be on the charts

Chi WhereImAt

real talk 💯

Chris Wright

Naw ppl don't appreciate lyrics

AngryTableflip

i prefer him doing his shit than being on the charts tho

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Urban Craft

Still sounds amazing in 2023. Timeless!

Africa watching. Loud and clear in Nairobi, Kenya.

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