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Lyrics

Intro

Mm

Mm-hmm

Yeah yeah yeah

(Yeah yeah yeah)

Verse 1

New chain on my neck it glow

Whole lotta red on me

Whole lotta checks on me

I just spent a bag in the store

Money ain't talk it scream

Goyard bag with the strap

Whole lotta racks in my jeans

Whole lotta gas in the Leaf

Sorry don’t scream, I got this (yeah)

Yeah, tighter than bitch (slat)

Wetter than a bitch (yeyeah)

Higher than bridge, let me see pic

Bitch you know eat it

Post-Chorus

Racks racks racks racks

Brr brr brr brr

Whole lotta red

Whole lotta red

Verse 2

I be the king in the city

Diamonds they hit like a blizzard

Bad little thing in the mirror

Bad little thing with the scissors

Came in the coupe with the leather

Came in the coupe with your sister

Whole lotta me in the picture

Whole lotta me in the building

Chorus

Whole lotta red whole lotta red

Whole lotta red Wet & Tight

Verse 1

Bitch don’t scream, I got this shit locked

Tighter than a grip, wetter than a dock

Higher than the bridge, let me see that flick

Know you eat it up, slat, you on the clock

Flexin’ in the back, pockets full of bands

Runnin’ through the check, countin’ with my hands

Dark in the whip, tint blacker than my soul

Turnt up off the gas, burnin’ up the bowl

Chorus

Tighter than a bitch, wetter than a bitch

Send that pic quick, make a nigga rich

Tighter than a bitch, wetter than a bitch

Know you eat it up, slat, don’t trip

Verse 2

Smoke in my lungs, feel it in my chest

Money on the floor, tryna catch the rest

Bitches in the section, actin’ like they next

I ain’t even stress, I just flex the set

Bands on the table, rubber bands stretch

VVS hittin’, got the whole room lit

Atlanta on my back, city never sleep

Dark in the trap, got the whole block deep

Verse 3

Skrrt off in the foreign, windows down, system bangin’

Shorty in the passenger, legs open, panties hangin’

Count another hundred, watch the paper counter weigh it

Ain’t no limit, bitch, every night another payment

Pull up to the spot, whole city know the name now

Diamonds on my neck, watch the ice reflect the chain now

Every time I slide, haters watchin’ from the window

I just count the blue, then I blow it out the sunroof

Chorus

Tighter than a bitch, wetter than a bitch

Send that pic quick, make a nigga rich

Tighter than a bitch, wetter than a bitch

Know you eat it up, slat, don’t trip brr brr brr

Whole lotta red

Whole lotta red

Drop

Whole lotta red whole lotta red

Whole lotta red whole lotta red

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

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