Ian, where you at?

[Intro]
Yeah
Mmm, mmmmm, mmmmm, mmm
Yeah yeah
On that bitch, drip
On that bitch, ball
In the studio, had to turn my phone off
Working for a new car, I'ma hit a burnout
Just to make these niggas mad, yeah I go all out

[Chorus]
On that big swag
On that big sauce
On that bitch, drip
On that bitch, ball
On that big swag
On that big sauce
On that bitch, drip
On that bitch, ball
Hater mad, hater really pissed off
Do your dance on they ass, make 'em pissed off
On that big swag
On that big sauce
On that bitch, drip
On that bitch, ball
On that bitch

[Post-Chorus]
Young rich nigga drippin' and flexin
Young rich nigga run up a check
Young rich nigga drippin' and flexin
Young rich nigga run up a check

[Verse 1]
Fallin', all my shots be fallin' (They be fallin')
Like Spalding, the way a young nigga be ballin' (I be ballin')
Love Dior so much, fuck a price tag (Rich)
I need everything on the shoe rack (Yeah yeah yeah)
Richer than a bitch, I can't go back (Yeah yeah yeah)
Wavy nigga, fuck a durag
And fuck yo crew, yeah
I heard they scared to shoot, yeah (Ya dig?)
And I heard they all be on the same shit
Hatin' the basic, lookin' at the money they ain't makin' (Ya dig, ya dig, ya dig)
Sauce on 'em, drip on 'em, ball on 'em, yeah
Sauce on 'em, drip on 'em, Ball on 'em, yeah

[Chorus]
On that big swag
On that big sauce
On that bitch, drip
On that bitch, ball
On that big swag
On that big sauce
On that bitch, drip
On that bitch, ball
Hater mad, hater really pissed off
Do yo dance on they ass, make 'em pissed off
On that big swag
On that big sauce
On that bitch, drip
On that bitch, ball
On that bitch

[Post-Chorus]
Young rich nigga drippin' and flexin
Young rich nigga run up a check
Young rich nigga drippin' and flexin
Young rich nigga run up a check

[Verse 2]
Damn, would you look at the time (Tick tock)
The whole wide world is feelin' the vibe (Ya dig?)
Sit down, buckle up, it's a long ride (Skrt skrt skrt)
This a spaceship, all hands inside (Skrt)
Zoom, out here, past the hate
In the room, gravitate
From your doom, to a new day
I pour you up some lean, with some D'ussé
Not a role model, I just know how it go
Do this for the kids, yeah the fans at my shows
If she don't love you, let her go, he a hater let him know
Then throw them hundreds in the air, and turn up the stereo (Rich rich rich)

[Chorus]
On that big swag
On that big sauce
On that bitch, drip
On that bitch, ball
On that big swag
On that big sauce
On that bitch, drip
On that bitch, ball
Hater mad, hater really pissed off
Do yo dance on they ass, make 'em pissed off
On that big swag
On that big sauce
On that bitch, drip
On that bitch, ball
On that bitch

[Post-Chorus]
Young rich nigga drippin' and flexin
Young rich nigga run up a check
Young rich nigga drippin' and flexin
Young rich nigga run up a check