Moneymarr Exclusive Lyrics

[Intro]
Why is everything chrome?
MoneyMarr, uh, uh
Bitch, I'm exclusive, nigga
Big chop, AR, I'm 'bout to spin with it, bitch
Everything is chrome in the future
Uh, uh

[Chorus]
Big chop, AR, I'm 'bout to spin with it
Opps, they be hidin', they know what they dealin' with
Shawty, she fat, bust down, let me feel on it
I got that drip and the lil' bitch feelin' it
She let me f*ck from the back, yeah, I'm killin' it
Nah, I ain't Hollywood, bitch, I'm exclusive
I was in LA, steppin' exclusive
Told the opps slide, they throwin' excuses

[Verse]
Makin' a hit when I'm up in the parking lot
Talkin' that shit, you can die at your trap spot
Bustin' them juggs, bitch, I need a hot spot
Trappin' so hard, bitch, I ran up a trap sack
Servin' the pressure, I'm servin' the boot
Beam on the Glock, bitch, I'm ready to shoot
I'm f*ckin' with workers, I'm f*ckin' with Coop
I get them rocks and they come in the loot
Can't hop in the foreign, yeah, I just might f*ck it up
Just got a new stick, hit your block, I'ma f*ck it up
f*ck up next, lil' bitch, I'ma run it up
Them niggas can't hang with us, they is not thug enough I'm in the stu' with Meecho, that's my slatt
They know where we at, bitch, we trap on the hat
If them niggas look sweet, I'ma put on a press
Bitch, I beat up the pot, think I'm makin' a mess
f*ck it up, bitch, better shake down, uh
Thirty clip on the Glock, make 'em break down, uh
Bitch, I'm high off these drugs, I'm awake now, uh
Big ARP, that's a takedown, uh, uh, uh
Bitch, you be lyin', you don't trap with a stick
You don't post on the frontline servin' no zips
Draco got the chop and it came with a switch
Opps on Twitter but they ain't gon' click
I'm in the stu', got the nine on my hip
All my niggas gon' shine, bitch, designer our 'fits
Tie his ass up, put the nine to his lips
Big gun squad shit, bitch, we stay with them sticks
[Chorus]
Big chop, AR, I'm 'bout to spin with it
Opps, they be hidin', they know what they dealin' with
Shawty, she fat, bust down, let me feel on it
I got that drip and the lil' bitch feelin' it
She let me f*ck from the back, yeah, I'm killin' it
Nah, I ain't Hollywood, bitch, I'm exclusive
I was in LA, steppin' exclusive
Told the opps slide, they throwin' excuses