Whole Lotta! ft. Tumer Beets Lyrics

I cop a foreign, it's cash, I'm countin these stacks just like (bum-bum-bum-bum)

Pull up on your block with a strap, it's a semi it clap just like (bum-bum-bum-bum)

Bitch I be makin' these tracks, feel like BNYX with the bass (bum-bum-bum-bum)

Hop in the foreign, I crashed, 200 my dash, it go vroom vroom, vroom

We got a whole lotta Backwoods

We got a whole lotta Backwoods

Smokin exotic I roll me a fat one

I flip a pack like a fuckin' gymnastic

Put it in park, I ain't talkin' Jurassic

Three chains on my neck like a motherfuckin' Hatrick

Bitch I'm a star, I ain't talkin' bout Patrick

Three hundred racks on a motherfuckin' fabric

Twenty-six Bitcoins inside of the mattress

I don't give a fuck about money, I'm trappin'

If you gon' dip, I'ma pull out the hatchet

I got on my music, my speakers is blastin'

I cop a foreign, it's cash, I'm countin these stacks just like (bum-bum-bum-bum)

Pull up on your block with a strap, it's a semi it clap just like (bum-bum-bum-bum)

Bitch I be makin' these tracks, feel like BNYX with the bass (bum-bum-bum-bum)

Hop in the foreign, I crashed, 200 my dash, it go vroom vroom, vroom

You don't want smoke, static

Got a new clip and this shit automagic

Boot off the X, it's a habit

I got my foot on the neck and it's tragic

I'm pullin' up with that brick in the plastic

Call on my phone when you get to the palace

I'm flyin' private, I don't worry about traffic

You really ain't slime, I can tell you what happened

I pour a deuce of that wock and that acid

I got a whole lot of bands outta trappin'

I'm on a roll now, you tell me what happened

I roll down the window, I smoke in the trap

Coupe is all yellow, but it's not a cab

Growin' that Fentanyl up in the lab

I cop a foreign, it's cash, I'm countin' these (countin' these)

I got like seven dogs in my pack

Told em I want it, I bring it right back

You ain't my slime, and you never my slatt

Bitch I be makin' these tracks, feel like BNYX with the bass (bum-bum-bum-bum)

Hop in the foreign, I crashed, 200 my dash, it go vroom vroom, vroom

We got a whole lotta Backwoods

Smokin' exotic, I rolled me a fat one