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[Intro]
Mr. Beat the Road, Mr. Swang a Door
(I love you, DZY)
Mr. Move That Dope
Whole lotta motion, whole lotta dog shit everywhere, whole lotta traffic, beatin' that up, nigga

[Chorus]
The trap niggas winnin', baby, you know we got big pockets (Big Za)
Made millions off of chicken talkin', I done skipped college
Ten-pointers moonwalkin', baby, I got big diamonds (Bling, bling)
Fuck a 'Vette, pull up TRX, we love big bodies (Yoom)
We ain't gon' worry 'bout what they doin', bae, 'cause we on boss shit
Spent a twenty-ball in Louis, left with three outfits (Bling)
You know you the biggest, bae, ain't nobody seein' you (Huh)
Pull up white double-R, intеrior Easter blue

[Verse]
I know you tired of Chick-fil-A, comе here, bae, we eatin' steak (Come here, bae)
Crackers get me, I want you to wait for me like I'm Future and Drake
Thirty-five hundred to put these on your feet, nigga (On your feet, nigga)
I'ma wake 'em up for actin' like they sleep, nigga (Nigga)
They ain't wanna see me make it, bitches had they nuts crossed
I7, flatscreen, interior duck sauce
Switchin' up my cars so them folks don't know what whip I'm in (What whip he in now?)
Hopped straight off the PJ, jumped in a Sprinter van (Yoom)
Wrist game better, power-play catcher (Brrt)
Run it up crazy (Yeah), apply straight pressure (Yeah)
Wrist game better, power-play catcher (Brrt)
Run it up crazy (Nigga), apply straight pressure (Yeah)
Pull up in somethin' fancy, neck and wrist dancin' (Bling)
Gamblin' with my life, shootin' dice, takin' chances (Nigga)
I'm dog shit talkin' (Yeah), wrist like a faucet (Bling)
Them niggas workers, we self-made bosses (Yeah)
[Chorus]
The trap niggas winnin', baby, you know we got big pockets (Big Za)
Made millions off of chicken talkin', I done skipped college
Ten-pointers moonwalkin', baby, I got big diamonds (Bling, bling)
Fuck a 'Vette, pull up TRX, we love big bodies (Yoom)
We ain't gon' worry 'bout what they doin', bae, 'cause we on boss shit
Spent a twenty-ball in Louis, left with three outfits (Bling)
You know you the biggest, bae, ain't nobody seein' you (Huh)
Pull up white double-R, interior Easter blue