500raxx - Dumptruck lyrics

[Intro: 500Raxx] Ayy It go like It go like It go like (Ayy, Wil, this sh*t is fu*king cold) Bring that sh*t back like a dump truck, baby Ayy, why you gotta act so shady? Alright, so for real, it go like (HoodWil) Ayy, ayy, ayy [Chorus: 500Raxx] Bring that sh*t back like a dump truck, baby Ayy, why you gotta act so shady? I got status, don't 'preciate that you playing me Pockets is happy to treat you, it's nothing, my lady [Verse 1: 500Raxx] I'm really getting to the bag, b*tch, I'm a go-getter I'm really steady counting bread, b*tch, I'm a dough-getter If he slipped up, then let's just make sure that a coat fit him I get 'em pissed off, then I got something to tote for 'em Can you be my B-I-T-C-H? I'm big dog, so you know that's what I need on my plate Don't know which one I like you better, on your knees or your face I'm gassеd up, shorty, so you know who winning the race, yeah I put it on any sеt, I'm really top five He act up for me, then he could get this Glock 9 I am really with the sh*ts and ain't no compromise I am really with the sh*ts and I am not lying I know you can see, it's obvious I'm hustling Really, I don't know why you questioning busting it Really, I don't see a problem with me touching it Ass so fat that I could try to sit a cup on it [Chorus: 500Raxx] Bring that sh*t back like a dump truck, baby Ayy, why you gotta act so shady? I got status, don't 'preciate that you playing me Pockets is happy to treat you, it's nothing, my lady Ayy, bring that sh*t back like a dump truck, baby Ayy, why you gotta act so shady? I got status, don't 'preciate that you playing me Pockets is happy to treat you, it's nothing, my lady [Verse 2: Tyga] Yeah, bring that sh*t back like a dump truck, baby (Baby) In the 'Rari, on the dash one-eighty (Eighty) Shorty got the OnlyFans going crazy (Crazy) Say she wanna make a movie, I say, "Maybe" ni**as wanna be like Mike (Mike) Hitting my shorties up, tell them ni**as, "Wait in line" (Line) I don't give a fu*k, money on my mind (Mind) Never stress 'bout a b*tch, it's money on the line (Ayy) Yeah, looking at my wrist, it's sophisticated (Ice) Five hundred racks on me, tell my mama I made it (I did) I'm the number one stunner at the Wynn in Vegas (Woo) I got b*tches in my living room, they all getting naked, ah Don't do sh*t for clout, b*tch, I'm on (On) I could break the internet with sh*t in my phone (I can) I don't really trust hoes, only bankrolls (Yeah) Large amounts, take it out 'til the bank close Baguetteys on that Patek, it's about that time Her ass so fat, reverse and rewind (Woah) Can you make that ass shake all the time? (Can you?) Can I fly you out? Can I make you mine? (Ayy) [Chorus: 500Raxx & Tyga] Bring that sh*t back like a dump truck, baby (Yeah) Ayy, why you gotta act so shady? (Ha) I got status, don't 'preciate that you playing me Pockets is happy to treat you, it's nothing, my lady Bring that sh*t back like a dump truck, baby Ayy, why you gotta act so shady? I got status, don't 'preciate that you playing me Pockets is happy to treat you, it's nothing, my lady [Outro: 500Raxx] Ayy It go like It go like It go like (Ayy, Wil, this sh*t is fu*king cold) Bring that sh*t back like a dump truck, baby Ayy, why you gotta act so shady? Alright, so for real, it go like (HoodWil) Ayy, ayy, ayy