2 Chainz - Bigger Than Me (Remix) lyrics

[2 Chainz feat. Drake – Big Amount] This might turn the gas, some sh** This sh** bigger than me I love Madeintokyo (yuh) I had to get it I gotta get it Okay, young n***a, uh My b**h she bad Know that she bad Wonder if she got a sister, uh '05 Bape lookin' like Ape Used to smoke out of Swisher, uh Gelato in the blunt Ape got a front Get what you want, uh uh I'm in Atlanta for dinner, uh My b**h, she look like some dinner, uh Calabasas in the winter, uh Plane that born sinner, uh Free me, free me, uh Rolling gas in a Maybach Used to be a lil' freak Oh my God, why you say that Switch up the flow Never roll no more Never broke the code f** a basic cold Smoking medical R.I.P Shawty Lo Smokin' like a n***a grow Keep it on, you never know Girl always on go Shawty always on the low Tryna' sip on the four Tryna' pull on the clothes Ben Baller got me froze [Lil Pump – Gucci Gang] Yuh, they no cap on a whole mil Now I'm on TV like Seinfield And I eat her like oatmeal b**h I'm too sick, I go ill Amy Winehouse, fingers in her mouth Louis on her purse, Louis on her blouse I need a reason to go, uh I need a reason to pour, uh Baby no cap on a whole mil Now I'm on TV like Seinfield And I eat her like oatmeal b**h I'm too sick, I go ill Amy Winehouse, fingers in her mouth Louis on her purse, Louis on her blouse I need a reason to go, uh I need a reason to pour They hate on me, of course, uh Now I pull up in a Porsche. uh I told them n***as I'm first, uh I had to see how it work, uh Versace me, tekashi me On some weed, broccoli You see I grind for the sh**, uh I ain't sign up for this sh**, uh Real n***a that can speak, uh I'm on my rack on the sh** You know I'm stacking them sh** You know me on that Dracula sh** You know I text your lil bih Who rollin' back with lil bih? Uh, I'm on that fashion and sh** You a distraction and sh** Yuh, they no cap on a whole mil Now I'm on TV like Seinfield And I eat her like oatmeal b**h I'm too sick, I go ill Amy Winehouse, fingers in her mouth Louis on her purse, Louis on her blouse I need a reason to go, uh I need a reason to pour, uh Baby no cap on a whole mil Now I'm on TV like Seinfield And I eat her like oatmeal b**h I'm too sick, I go ill Amy Winehouse, fingers in her mouth Louis on her purse, Louis on her blouse I need a reason to go, uh I need a reason to pour, uh [Gucci Mane x Migos – I Get The Bag] Yuh, bigger than me Ya dig? Uh, I love Madeintokyo, yuh Racked up Diamonds neck up Flex up Look like next up Don't flex bruh Cause she extra I'm extra b**h, I'm extra Racked up Diamonds neck up Flex up Look like next up Don't flex bruh Cause she extra I'm extra b**h, I'm extra Ooh, I'm gon be chasing the guap She told me “Daddy, don't stop” Money is never non-stop You know my pockets gon pop Designer my pants and my top Buy everything out the shop Getting your bag and don't flop n***as don't know me a lot I got the sh** from the dirt Nobody help when my n***as was hurt, uh I get the, I get the cash She get the booty I pay for that a** f** with gorillas, we mad Maison Margiela, Pontiacs You know I'm making them mad I got the racks and they sad Dat way Yeah, my man, yo you put your seatbelt on? Your seatbelt on? I hope so Alright, cool, safety first Dat way, my man gotta have his seatbelt on Got mine's on, gotta have your's on Make sure everyone's safe That's the number 1 rule in America Safety first, click it or you will get a ticket [Lil Uzi Vert – Sauce It Up] That HR-V flow Yeah, I'm in my lane Ball like Rob Grain Never get a stain Diamonds on my drip She just want my dick I don't want the beat Yo that's counterfeit Hoppin' on the gas Hoppin' on your twat Sipping on that rock I think I can't stop Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah Cooking at the pot Ya you know it's hot Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah Sauce me up Sauce me up Tatted up Falling top She on molly We just f**ed You ain't up Had enough Sauce me up Sauce me up Tatted up Falling top She on molly We just f**ed You ain't up Had enough [YBN Nahmir – Rubbin Off The Paint] That's what I thought you said Now, let me offer this as a rebu*tal Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, skrt skrt Yuh, yuh Yuh, I want to get the puss I put it under my sleeve Gave her mouth-to-mouth Cause that bih couldn't breathe You could beat a f**ing minute if you ain't get no cheese Who you talking too? Hell nah, it couldn't be me, ooh Baby, I can see it in your eyes, you a freak Rubbin off the vickys When you hit the door, you on me Baby, I can see it in your eyes, you a freak Rubbin off the vickys When you hit the door, you on me Yeah, got my cloutie up Yeah, she wanna hit me up Riding on my dick Yeah, giddy-up Claiming you a gangster Gotta send me top I'm a grinder, I'm a skater Independent trucks Box logo top Yeah, y'all n***as s** She left your sh** on read Boy, give it up Bolly bop, give me top Yeah, she eat me up She a thottie for the cam Yeah, she a lil' s*ut Palace on your p**y Raf on your tits, ooh b**h, yeah you know we've been with the sh**s, ooh Palace on your p**y Raf on your tits, ooh b**h, yeah you know we've been with the sh**s Yuh, I want to get the puss I put it under my sleeve Gave her mouth-to-mouth Cause that bih couldn't breathe You could beat a f**ing minute if you ain't get no cheese Who you talking too? Hell nah, it couldn't be me, ooh Baby, I can see it in your eyes, you a freak Rubbin off the vickys When you hit the door, you on me Baby, I can see it in your eyes, you a freak Rubbin off the vickys When you hit the door, you on me