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[Intro: Gutter] Scram, bam, don't we do it big? (Jai on the beat) And we iced like a food cup, weed get's it in Tell 'em, wham, bam, dog, we the shit We right hand cookin' and we know to flip the grill (Zaytoven) Tell 'em—

[Verse 1: PLUTO] Big PLUTO, bitch, like, what the fuck? Slidin' down Ashby with the brew, you know we deep as fuck (We deep as fuck, ho) He want me bad, heard he a duck, can't get no coochie out the queen, put some Lulu on this butt (Lululemon) Fuck a scram, we gettin' money Fresh to death when I pop out, ho, you forever lookin' funny (You lookin' funny, ho) Free pickin', bitch, I'm with the gang, called up bro, somеthin' like a choir, they gon' let thеm Dracos sing (Gra-da-da-da)

[Pre-Chorus: PLUTO] Whim, wham, bitch, you burnt out (Yo) Whim, wham, oh, bitch, I'm turnt now (Oh bitch, I'm turnt) Catchin' plays, stay out the way (Mhm) That's my type, I'm tryna fuck, bitch, and right now (Right now)

[Chorus: PLUTO & Sexyy Red] Yeah, we gettin' money (Huh) Yeah, we gettin' pape' (For sure) Shake that ass, hit a split, throw that wham all in his face We forever gettin' money, you forever gon' be mad Somethin' like BunnaB, 'cause her nigga dropped the bag Shake that ass, ho (Shake that ass), whim, whamie Go get a bag, ho (Uh-huh, uh-huh), 'cause you don't scare me (Uh-huh, ho) Shake that ass, ho, whim, whamie (Huncho PLUTO) Go get a bag ho, 'cause you don't scare me (Uh, uh, yeah)

[Verse 2: Sexyy Red] It's Sexyy Bi-Bi-Big Sexyy, like bitch, what the fuck? I been thuggin' since a baby, came out the womb throwin' up blood (North side) You wanna fuck with Big Sexyy? Then you gotta get them bucks Can't get no coochie out this hoochie (Nope, nope), put some Truey on this butt (True Religion) W-we them bitches in the city (Whim, wham) Yeah, I know these hoes ain't fuckin' with me (Nope; whim, wham) Petite lil' shit and I'm pretty (Whim, wham) I'm with my bitches gettin' litty Se-Sexyy gettin' money (Yeah) Sexyy gettin' paid (You know it) Shake my nyash, show that coochie, throwin' bloods all in his face (On Blood) I'm forever gon' be that bitch, I'm forever gon' chase a bag I-I like shittin' on these bitches 'cause I know it make them mad (North side)

[Bridge: Sexyy Red] Shake that ass, ho (On my granny) Shake that ass, ho (Ain't got on panties, nope) Shake that ass, ho (I smell like candy, damn) Shake that ass, ho (They think I'm scammy) Sexyy (On Blood)

[Chorus: PLUTO] Yeah, we gettin' money Yeah, we gettin' pape' Shake that ass, hit a split (Let's go), throw that wham all in his face (Whim, wham) We forever gettin' money, you forever gon' be mad Somethin' like BunnaB, 'cause her nigga dropped the bag Shake that ass, ho, whim, whamie I said, uh— you don't scare me Shake that ass, ho, whim, whamie (Huncho PLUTO) Go get a bag ho, 'cause you don't scare me