[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.