Whole Lotta Niggas

[Intro]
Yeah
Whole lotta
Whole lotta
(ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Chorus]
Whole lotta niggas in this bitch right now (yeah, yeah)
Whole lotta niggas standin’ ten toes down (stand tall)
Whole lotta niggas that’ll ride, no doubt (skrrt off)
Whole lotta niggas that’ll wild out, wild out (turn up)
Whole lotta niggas in this bitch right now (right now)
Whole lotta niggas bring the smoke, no clouds (big smoke)
Whole lotta niggas that don’t play, just pounce (go)
Whole lotta niggas that’ll wild out, wild out (gang, gang)
[Verse 1]
Big dawg steppin’ through the side door (side door)
Face card good everywhere I go (everywhere)
Chain too bright, gotta tuck it at the store (tuck that)
‘Cause my lil niggas hungry, they gon’ take what’s yours (better know)
Section full of felons in designer on they waist
Tats on they neck, pain written on they face
Eyes on the exit, back to the wall
One wrong move and my niggas on call (brrt)
[Chorus]
Whole lotta niggas in this bitch right now (yeah, yeah)
Whole lotta niggas standin’ ten toes down (ten toes)
Whole lotta niggas that’ll ride, no doubt (let’s ride)
Whole lotta niggas that’ll wild out, wild out (turn up)
Whole lotta niggas in this bitch right now (right now)
Whole lotta niggas bring the smoke, no clouds (big smoke)
Whole lotta niggas that don’t play, just pounce (go)
Whole lotta niggas that’ll wild out, wild out (gang, gang)
[Verse 2]
Got a few niggas that’ll crash, don’t care (don’t care)
Got a few niggas tryna make it outta here (outta here)
Got a few niggas that pray, few that curse
Few in a Benz, few ridin’ in a hearse (damn)
Same block, same porch, same dice game
Some niggas went rich, some niggas went chains
Judge gave my nigga twenty, still he hold his head
Said “ride for me, nigga,” so we on that ’til we dead (on God)
[Chorus]
Whole lotta niggas in this bitch right now (yeah, yeah)
Whole lotta niggas standin’ ten toes down (stand tall)
Whole lotta niggas that’ll ride, no doubt (let’s go)
Whole lotta niggas that’ll wild out, wild out (turn up)
Whole lotta niggas in this bitch right now (right now)
Whole lotta niggas bring the smoke, no clouds (big smoke)
Whole lotta niggas that don’t play, just pounce (go)
Whole lotta niggas that’ll wild out, wild out (gang, gang)

rap, Aggressive Southern trap bounce with male vocals; crunchy 808s hitting in triplet patterns, skittering hi-hats, and snarling dark brass stabs. Verses ride a relentless pocket with tight doubles and ad-libs; hook explodes into a shout-along chant with gang responses, stacked vocal layers, and crowd FX. Sparse eerie keys in the background, occasional drops for a capella chants, then full-impact returns on the downbeat., male vocals, bounce