[Verse 1: BigXthaPlug]
Huh, ayy, let's go
You know I rep 6-double-0
A bitch nigga reach for my chain then this bitch on my soul, then that boy gotta go
The baddest of bitches be on me and all of my niggas soon as we hit the door
See, really, we sellin' the whites to the—
'Til I started progressin' and savin' like—
See, really, I'm kinda the biggest, they call me BigX
Baby, if you didn't know
He namin' top five in the city and don't mention me then he play wit' his nose
These niggas be get caught and [?] sit in that cell and can't stick to the code
Nigga, you pussy, I heard that you fold in yo' partner
Rat, y'all know that he told
[Verse 2: Bossman DLow]
Uh, uh, uh
Come here, bae
You so goddamn fine
What's yo' number?
I been beatin' up the road
I got scars on my 'nother
Cheese-chaser
Highway speed-racer
Doin' a hundred
I'm in traffic, drive a fuckin' G-Wagen like a Honda
Niggas hatin' 'cause they ain't us
Fuck them niggas, I'm rich as fuck
You lookin' for me, I'm cookin' up
Where it's at? I'm pushin' up
Money good, trap swingin'
I'm beatin' the pot up like I'm angry
I can't run it up with no anger
I got chicken like Bojangles
I got chicken like Zaxby's, nigga
Want some—get at me, nigga
I'm Mr. Beat The Fuckin' Road
I'm Mr. Fuck Up Traffic, nigga
I'm on a jet, drinkin' champagne wit' no ice, nigga, huh
I got too much dog shit on me, run a light, nigga, huh
Fuck the lames, you look better wit' a boss, baby, huh
I buy you Chrome Heart, let me nail you to the cross, baby, huh
You look good in that dress, but take it off, baby, huh
Huh, ayy, let's go
You know I rep 6-double-0
A bitch nigga reach for my chain then this bitch on my soul, then that boy gotta go
The baddest of bitches be on me and all of my niggas soon as we hit the door
See, really, we sellin' the whites to the—
'Til I started progressin' and savin' like—
See, really, I'm kinda the biggest, they call me BigX
Baby, if you didn't know
He namin' top five in the city and don't mention me then he play wit' his nose
These niggas be get caught and [?] sit in that cell and can't stick to the code
Nigga, you pussy, I heard that you fold in yo' partner
Rat, y'all know that he told
[Verse 2: Bossman DLow]
Uh, uh, uh
Come here, bae
You so goddamn fine
What's yo' number?
I been beatin' up the road
I got scars on my 'nother
Cheese-chaser
Highway speed-racer
Doin' a hundred
I'm in traffic, drive a fuckin' G-Wagen like a Honda
Niggas hatin' 'cause they ain't us
Fuck them niggas, I'm rich as fuck
You lookin' for me, I'm cookin' up
Where it's at? I'm pushin' up
Money good, trap swingin'
I'm beatin' the pot up like I'm angry
I can't run it up with no anger
I got chicken like Bojangles
I got chicken like Zaxby's, nigga
Want some—get at me, nigga
I'm Mr. Beat The Fuckin' Road
I'm Mr. Fuck Up Traffic, nigga
I'm on a jet, drinkin' champagne wit' no ice, nigga, huh
I got too much dog shit on me, run a light, nigga, huh
Fuck the lames, you look better wit' a boss, baby, huh
I buy you Chrome Heart, let me nail you to the cross, baby, huh
You look good in that dress, but take it off, baby, huh
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