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[Intro]
Yeah
(Let the band play)
Humongous

[Chorus]
Yeah, sittin' in the back of the Maybach (Yeah), feelin' real presidential (Presidential)
Rockin' that water, but them not essentials (Water)
Free all my dogs out the motherf*ckin' kennel (Free 'em)
30K, I went and bust down my dentures (Ice)
Never went to school, but I keep the utensils (Fah)
Drippin' designer, this shit here expensive (Drippin')
Dump on the opps and we aim for the temple (Boom)
Poppin' my shit and I make it look simple (Uh-huh)
I used to be broke, do you niggas remember? (Yes, sir)
Long live Dolph, he showed me the real picture (Yes, sir)
Go get the money and shit on these niggas (Shit on these niggas)
In the trap with them babies, might need me a sitter (Need me a sitter)
Rock him to sleep 'cause he talkin' to pillows (Rock him to sleep)
Everywhere I go, yeah, I take me some killers (Uh-huh)
They trail in the back with the motherf*ckin' missiles (Motherf*ckin' missiles)
[Verse 1]
I just spent two fifty on a brand new whip (Skrrt), pull on your shit and we dip (Fah)
f*ck on a bitch, but can't tell (No), havin' more guns than Till (T.I.)
Post in the trap and I make the whole sack do backflips (Yeah)
Go get the gang and we gon' f*ck up Saks Fifth (f*ck it up)
Strap on my underarm, nah, I don't come off the hip (Bah)
Takin' my gangster back, nigga, we killed (Fah)
Youngins look up to me, I'm the big Crip (Big Crip)
2K24, yeah, this my year (My year)
I was in jail and I ran a hotel (I did)
Niggas turned bitches, so I cut off my peers (They hoes)
Free Mane, man, we gon' get that appeal ('Peal)
My lil' niggas stay on point, they know the drill (They know it)
Paper Route eatin', nah, we don't miss a meal (Can't lie)
I gotta thank Caffin and run to them Ms, nigga (Run to them Ms, nigga)

[Chorus]
Yeah, sittin' in the back of the Maybach, feelin' real presidential (Yeah)
Rockin' that water, but them not essentials (Yes, sir)
Free all my dogs out the motherf*ckin' kennel (Yes, sir)
30K, I went and bust down my dentures (Bust it down)
Never went to school, but I keep the utensils (Keep the utensils)
Drippin' designer, this shit here expensive (Drip, drip)
Dump on the opps and we aim for the temple (Aim for the temple)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, got out of jail and went and got me a check (Racks)
Put belt to the ass and my foot on they neck (Yeah)
Yeah, 200K, this shit sit on my neck (Woo)
Ain't no nigga f*ckin' with me, you can bet (Yeah)
Play with my gang and your shit'll get wrecked (Wrecked)
These niggas real bitches, I treat 'em like pets (Bitch)
Post in the hood with a 50 and vest (Fah)
Droppin' that hot shit, Big Moochie the catch (Yes, sir)
Grape Street, Dustown Hall, bangin' the set (Grape Street)
I'm on AB, but the sack out the West (West)
Play me some bread, put this shit on your head (Your head)
I said, "f*ck 'em, might need me a sled" (A sled)
Swervin' this bitch while I'm takin' these meds (Skrrt)
My niggas ridin' with me like bikes with the peds (Slide)
Slammin' your bitch, then I'm breakin' the bed (Smash)
Not talkin' 'bout money, then f*ck what you said (Yeah, f*ck what you said)
[Chorus]
Yeah, sittin' in the back of the Maybach, feelin' real presidential (Back of the Maybach)
Rockin' that water, but them not essentials (Rockin' this water)
Free all my dogs out the motherf*ckin' kennel (Free all my dogs)
30K, I went and bust down my dentures (30K)
Never went to school, but I keep the utensils (I keep the utensils)
Drippin' designer, this shit here expensive (Drip in designer)
Dump on the opps and we aim for the temple (Dump on the opps)
Poppin' my shit and I make it look simple (uh-huh)
I used to be broke, do you niggas remember? (Yes, sir)
Long live Dolph, he showed me the real picture (Yes, sir, yes, sir)
Go get the money and shit on these niggas (Yes, sir, yes, sir)
In the trap with them babies, might need me a sitter (Uh-huh)
Rock him to sleep 'cause he talkin' to pillows (Gigantic)
Everywhere I go, yeah, I take me some killers (Humongous)
They trail in the back with the motherf*ckin' missiles (Big Moochie)

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