Lyrics:
downers, ride-arounders, blue oval, bowtie, mopar, classic car, open bar, don't drink and drive, rollin' rollin', motor show, LLC
It was hard to hear over
about to get ugly
From the East to the Midwest (Chi-Town)
Lemme tell you how we do it, look
(It's 'bout to get ugly)
You know it's Chi 'til I die
(everybody get your hands up)
Let the whole club see it (what?)
What? What? What? Like this
Throw your hood up, nigga, let me see it (let me see it)
When baby, you don't want to
Come, make me say
Now we pullin' up out the garage
In the platinum blue I-nage
Me and you about to hit that club
on the back foot now
Blue wave about to roll East and West through the South, and
Midwest you're next for a liberal pow
Looking at the state of things I would
wanna wrap myself around you or whenever you want to
Come make me say
Now we pulling up out the garage
In the platinum blue Arnage
Me and you about
Now we pullin' up out the garage
In the platinum blue I-nage
Me and you about to hit that club
To the bar so we can sip that bub
Both of us together
28 grams on my Cuban link
Riding shirtless in the Trans Am bumpin' Cuban links
Cardies on my face, diamonds in my pinkie ring
Midwest nigga from
Climates
You don't want you dropping that
Trash don't blame China
This year I'm going global
Walking through the oval
They don't treat me like a local
a villain.Call me Venom Windows tinted black riding with niggas with him
I call Richie We go get it they know bout midwest niggas Connected to the south like I'm
diamonds in my pinkie ring
Midwest nigga from the streets to the kitchen sink
Grape switcher sweets and a box of Middletons
I go straight to my connect, I
through your lil caddy nah this ain't no props
All these blues in the patek I did this for opps
Man down man down I ain't finish till I can't remember none
the space
Pour 8
She stay
Fuck her once
Then push away
Flexin up
With my bank
Thumbin through blue stripes
And I get
Big buck
Glizzy tucked
Smokin loud
High
Get marked on your chest like an X-men
Get two sauced
So screw off
I'm the beast without the blue balls
And I will feast on your crew
If they wanna beef
groove
Took a second to inhale exhale stretch
Express my gratitude
Here's to Another day pursuin' all my chess moves
Made me some tea
Green berry blue
Dust
We do this for us, we do it for applause
You know we doing this for you and yours
St. Paul, Minneap, MIDWEST Heiruspecs, check your map
Work
in the ghetto
Throw it up, get krunk
Ball, 'til you fall, that's right
In the club or either bump in your ride
Slim or big-boned, don't matter yo' size
All my rich chicks and the girls in the ghetto
Throw it up get crunk
Ball to you fall that's right
In the club or either bump in ya ride
Slim
R&B catz got to sit down right now it ghetto blues
1,2,3,product
[Chorus]
And away and away and away we dancin
To my people in the front
And away
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