Whole Lotta lyrics

[Intro]
Got a (Wuan, yeah)

[Chorus]
I got a whole lotta fiends, I seen a whole lotta bricks, n*gga
I got a whole lotta motion, took a whole lotta risks, n*gga
My phone full of plugs and a whole lotta rich b*tches
Don't put no "Lil" on my name, baby, call me Big Chicken
I drove a whole lotta miles, whole lotta backends
Done made a whole lotta dirty paper off of crackheads
Done did a whole lot of servin’, crackin' like a crab leg
We got '80s dope, this type of dope’ll make you tap dance

[Verse]
She want a n*gga with a whole lot of G's on
I got some long paper, bae, you gotta deepthroat
Eeny, miny, moe, I'm in the 'Cat, I'm with three hoes
You ain't pay the payments on the 'Cat, got it repo'd
I got a show in Toledo and one in Cincinnati too
Then where we at? The Lou
When I get back, I’ma grab a coupe
I’m tied in with the plug, I always grab a few
Got some good dog like Scooby, yabba-dabba-do
Baby ask how I'm feelin’
I'm cool on that pus*y, you can have all the pus*y in the world, but can't spend it
I got a big brick of blues on me, can't bend it
I lost it all and got it back, it’s cool 'cause now I'm richer
I'm sippin' raw, I'm pourin' shots of Tris like it's liquor
Uh-uh, lil' b*tch, don't call me Lil Chicken, it's the big one
This run I'm on, I'm goin' down in history like a pilgrim
Swear I done seen so many f*ckin' bricks, could build a building
Swear I done seen so many f*ckin' blocks, could play Tetris
Boy, you a joke, pure entertainment like Cedric
Roll up and smoke while I charge the car, this b*tch electric
I think I want a presi', f*ck around and run for election
Yeah, I'm tryna hide it, I done dropped a four in the Pepsi
Yeah, this 'bow exotic, bud it up like broccoli, I eat healthy
When I was broke as f*ck tryna run it up, why you ain't help me?
I passed n*ggas up, still speedin' up, they can't catch me
[Chorus]
I got a whole lotta fiends, I seen a whole lotta bricks, n*gga
I got a whole lotta motion, took a whole lotta risks, n*gga
My phone full of plugs and a whole lotta rich b*tches
Don't put no "Lil" on my name, baby, call me Big Chicken
I drove a whole lotta miles, whole lotta backends
Done made a whole lotta dirty paper off of crackheads
Done did a whole lot of servin', crackin' like a crab leg
We got '80s dope, this type of dope'll make you tap dance

[Outro]
Yeah, n*gga, hah
We got '80s dope, this type of dope'll make you tap dance