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Lyrics
[Verse]
Chrome shining, Big Wheels roll through the plains,
Cornfield kings, stacking cheddar, no chains,
Deals in the breeze, Midwest hustle in veins,
Grills flash brighter than them jet plane lanes.
[Chorus]
We ride slow, but the money come quick,
Big meals served while the models do the trick,
Fine silk robes, got 'em popping that flick,
Midwest made, every move so slick.
[Verse 2]
Back roads, dirt paths, where the schemes unfold,
Cows grazing nearby while we counting the gold,
Barn turned to a boardroom, stories retold,
Blueprints in the haystack, game never old.
[Bridge]
Corn whiskey on ice, toast to the grind,
Midwest swagger, keep 'em falling behind,
From city blocks to fields, every dollar we find,
Blueprints Midwest, the world redefined.
[Verse 3]
Tractors and Bentleys parked side by side,
Farm boy roots, but we got city pride,
Deals like tornadoes, watch the paper collide,
Midwest royalty, the throne where we reside.
[Chorus]
We ride slow, but the money come quick,
Big meals served while the models do the trick,
Fine silk robes, got 'em popping that flick,
Midwest made, every move so slick.
Details
GeneratedJul 9, 2025
Duration2:43
LanguageEnglish
Style
rhythmic, rap, hip-hop, male vocals, gritty
Credits
Prompt by
Scorpizhonn
ScorpizhonnModelAria v4
Prompt
Midwest gangster fest rolling on Big Wheels and doing big deals stacking a meal while we eat big meals with grills and fine lingerie models that chill, rap
