Exclusive lyrics

[Intro]
Why is everything chrome?
MoneyMarr, uh, uh
b*tch, I'm exclusive, n*gga
Big chop, AR, I'm 'bout to spin with it, b*tch
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' b*tch feelin' it
She let me f*ck from the back, yeah, I'm killin' it
Nah, I ain't Hollywood, b*tch, 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 sh*t, you can die at your trap spot
Bustin' them juggs, b*tch, I need a hot spot
Trappin' so hard, b*tch, I ran up a trap sack
Servin' the pressure, I'm servin' the boot
Beam on the Glock, b*tch, 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' b*tch, I'ma run it up
Them n*ggas 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, b*tch, we trap on the hat
If them n*ggas look sweet, I'ma put on a press
b*tch, I beat up the pot, think I'm makin' a mess
f*ck it up, b*tch, better shake down, uh
Thirty clip on the Glock, make 'em break down, uh
b*tch, I'm high off these drugs, I'm awake now, uh
Big ARP, that's a takedown, uh, uh, uh
b*tch, 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 n*ggas gon' shine, b*tch, designer our 'fits
Tie his ass up, put the nine to his lips
Big gun squad sh*t, b*tch, 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' b*tch feelin' it
She let me f*ck from the back, yeah, I'm killin' it
Nah, I ain't Hollywood, b*tch, I'm exclusive
I was in LA, steppin' exclusive
Told the opps slide, they throwin' excuses