Tity Boi AKA 2 Chainz is one half of Playaz Circle along with long time friend Dolla Boy. 2 Chainz played basketball at ASU (Alabama State University) in Montgomery, Alabama. Hailing from the Southside of Atlanta, Playaz Circle came together as a compilation in the late 90’s. They released their debut album, and shortly after that, they were introduced to radio DJ Chris Lova Lova AKA Ludacris through mutual friend Lil' Fate. Unfortunately. shortly after that, 2 Chainz was shot and Dolla was incarcerated. After hearing about their misfortune, Ludacris reached out, offering to sign them. DTP began to form, and 2 Chainz was apart of the label and signed to DTP when Dolla Boy was released.
Throughout his career, Epps received speculation that the name Tity Boi was meant to be derogatory towards women, although he repeatedly denied the accusations,in early 2011 he decided to change his stage name to 2 Chainz as he perceived it to be more "family friendly".
Bigger Than You
2 Chainz Lyrics
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(2 Chainz)
Yeah, VIP my squad (yeah), drop off all the gang (yeah)
VIP the lane (skrrt), VIP the chain (squad)
VIP my squad (yeah, squad), drop off all the gang (yeah)
VIP the lane (skrrt, yeah), VIP the chain
Lil' biddy bitch I don't call her alert (brrp)
Uh, yeah, follow alert
Go get the fire when I'm callin' 'em merked
Uh, yeah, profit come first
I whip the baby, the baby gon' burp (whip it)
Uh, yeah, I bought a 'Claren (woo)
I bought a 'Claren, didn't wanna buy verts, uh
This shit bigger than you (hey), I'm takin' on a new path (uh)
Making them bricks take a bath (woo)
Lil' biddy bitch, do the math (yeah)
Lil' nigga, who are you? (Who you, yeah)
Must be bulletproof (brrp)
This shit bigger than you (it big)
This shit bigger than you
Chain so big, should have came with a kick stand
Fuck with me, I got a retainer on a hit man (bop)
Barely came up out the mud like quicksand (barely)
I show you how to get millions, nigga, that's a mil plan, now
Uh, yeah, ring the alarm, Cartier bracelets on all of my arms
Uh, yeah, Halo my son, in the wheelchair, and I still perform (uh)
I don't make excuses, you know that I'm hungry, I still got the juice (uh)
You set it off like Cleo, I set it off like Boosie
Uh, yeah, baller alert (haan)
Lil' biddy bitch I don't call her alert (brrp)
Uh, yeah, follow alert
Go get the fire when I'm callin' 'em merked
Uh, yeah, profit come first
I whip the baby, the baby gon' burp (whip it)
Uh, yeah, I bought a 'Claren (woo)
I bought a 'Claren, didn't wanna buy verts, uh
This shit bigger than you (hey)
I'm takin' on a new path (uh)
Making them bricks take a bath (woo)
Lil' biddy bitch, do the math (yeah)
Lil' nigga, who are you? (Who you?)
Must be bulletproof (brrp) (bye)
This shit bigger than you (it big)
This shit bigger than you
Young champagne checkin' in, man, Tity Boi shit ringin' off
'Member I was on pre-paid, I would act like my shit was ringin' off
'Member shorty told me she thought the rap's good but the singing's off
Watch on Young Dro now, man, boi-oing shit blingin' off
Where the racks at? (Racks)
All I know is they keep comin' to me like a flashback, nigga, what? (What?)
Half a million out in Vegas, it ain't no blackjack, nigga, naw (naw)
Quavo Sinatra, but we could never be the Rat Pack, nigga, naw
Uh, yeah, baller alert
Lil' biddy bitch I don't call her alert (brrp)
Uh, yeah, follow alert
Go get the fire when I'm callin' 'em merked
Uh, yeah, profit come first
I whip the baby, the baby gon' burp (whip it)
Uh, yeah, I bought a 'Claren (woo)
I bought a 'Claren, didn't wanna buy verts, uh
This shit bigger than you (hey)
I'm takin' on a new path (uh)
Making them bricks take a bath (woo)
Lil' biddy bitch, do the math (yeah)
Lil' nigga, who are you? (Who you?)
Must be bulletproof (brrp) (bye)
This shit bigger than you (it big)
This shit bigger than you
Touchscreen on my cars, vintage one to two
I just bought a watch that's plain like a Dickie suit (plain)
I sip some red wine, and chased it with the '42
They asked me what I call millions, comin' soon
Yeah (yeah), I just cashed out (uh)
Ain't got time for a beef, I'm a cash cow (tell 'em)
When I was a juvie, I made 'em back out (back that ass up)
It was four-hundred degrees, you would have passed out (ooh)
Uh, yeah, baller alert
Lil' biddy bitch I don't call her alert (brrp)
Uh, yeah, follow alert
Go get the fire when I'm callin' 'em merked
Uh, yeah, profit come first
I whip the baby, the baby gon' burp (whip it)
Uh, yeah, I bought a 'Claren (woo)
I bought a 'Claren, didn't wanna buy verts, uh
This shit bigger than you (hey)
I'm takin' on a new path (uh)
Making them bricks take a bath (woo)
Lil' biddy bitch, do the math (yeah)
Lil' nigga, who are you? (Who you?)
Must be bulletproof (brrp) (bye)
This shit bigger than you (it big)
This shit bigger than you
VIP my squad (yeah), drop off all the gang (yeah)
VIP the lane (skrrt), VIP the chain (squad)
VIP my squad (yeah), drop off all the gang (yeah)
VIP the lane (skrrt), VIP the chain
In 2 Chainz’s song Bigger Than You, the rapper discusses his success and his increasing dominance in the music industry. The opening lyrics of the song establish his VIP status and his crew’s importance on the scene. He then goes on to talk about his profit-first attitude and his success in purchasing luxury vehicles. The chorus repeats the phrase “This shit bigger than you” in a boastful way, indicating that his wealth, success, and impact extend beyond his immediate surroundings and competitors.
Throughout the song, 2 Chainz also uses clever wordplay and internal rhyme schemes to emphasize his lyrical prowess. He also mentions fellow rappers Young Dro and Quavo, referencing their own successes and claiming that he is in a league of his own. The song’s production, courtesy of Murda Beatz, includes a driving beat and a catchy melody that further emphasize 2 Chainz’s confidence and swagger.
Overall, Bigger Than You is a triumphant anthem that solidifies 2 Chainz’s place in the rap world and celebrates his achievements.
Line by Line Meaning
(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
This song is produced by Murda, so it goes hard.
Yeah, VIP my squad (yeah), drop off all the gang (yeah)
My squad is the best, we outshine the competition.
VIP the lane (skrrt), VIP the chain (squad)
We're living life in the fast lane, and our chains are as exclusive as our status.
Uh, yeah, baller alert
We're living like ballers and it's undeniable.
Lil' biddy bitch I don't call her alert (brrp)
I don't sweat over small issues, especially when it comes to insignificant women.
Uh, yeah, follow alert
Everyone wants to know when we're making moves, and they can't keep up.
Go get the fire when I'm callin' 'em merked
I only work with the best, and I call them up when I need to make a statement.
Uh, yeah, profit come first
Success is all about making money, and we put our wallets first.
I whip the baby, the baby gon' burp (whip it)
When I work hard, I will see the results of my efforts.
Uh, yeah, I bought a 'Claren (woo)
I'm living the high life, and I just bought a McLaren.
I bought a 'Claren, didn't wanna buy verts, uh
I don't waste my money on things that won't add real value to my life.
This shit bigger than you (hey), I'm takin' on a new path (uh)
I'm setting out on a new journey, and it's bigger and better than anything I've done before.
Making them bricks take a bath (woo)
I'm making a lot of money, and I'm not afraid to show it.
Lil' biddy bitch, do the math (yeah)
Don't underestimate me, because I know what I'm doing.
Lil' nigga, who are you? (Who you, yeah)
I'm so ahead of you that you're not even on my radar.
Must be bulletproof (brrp)
I'm unstoppable, and nothing can hold me back.
Chain so big, should have came with a kick stand
My chain is so heavy that it needs support to stand up.
Fuck with me, I got a retainer on a hit man (bop)
Don't mess with me, or you'll pay the price.
Barely came up out the mud like quicksand (barely)
I had a hard time making it to the top, but I made it out.
I show you how to get millions, nigga, that's a mil plan, now
I know how to make money, and I'm willing to share my secrets.
Uh, yeah, ring the alarm, Cartier bracelets on all of my arms
I'm living the high life and I won't apologize for it.
Halo my son, in the wheelchair, and I still perform (uh)
I'm a father who cares, and I won't let anything hold me back from living my dream.
I don't make excuses, you know that I'm hungry, I still got the juice (uh)
I'm always pushing myself to be better, and I don't make excuses for my shortcomings.
You set it off like Cleo, I set it off like Boosie
I'm a game changer, and I'm not afraid to take risks and make things happen.
This shit bigger than you (hey)
This is more than just a song, it's a statement about my life.
Young champagne checkin' in, man, Tity Boi shit ringin' off
I'm living the high life, and everyone knows it - even other rappers.
'Member I was on pre-paid, I would act like my shit was ringin' off
I've come a long way, and I've worked hard to make it happen.
'Member shorty told me she thought the rap's good but the singing's off
People have doubted me before, but I always prove them wrong.
Watch on Young Dro now, man, boi-oing shit blingin' off
Everyone wants to be like us, and we know it.
All I know is they keep comin' to me like a flashback, nigga, what? (What?)
People always come back to me, even after they doubted me or left me behind.
Half a million out in Vegas, it ain't no blackjack, nigga, naw (naw)
I'm making real money and I'm not afraid to flaunt it.
Quavo Sinatra, but we could never be the Rat Pack, nigga, naw
We're living like Frank Sinatra, but we're too unique to be compared to anyone else.
Touchscreen on my cars, vintage one to two
I'm living in the future, and my cars are touchscreen.
I just bought a watch that's plain like a Dickie suit (plain)
I'm keeping it simple, but still making a statement with my style.
I sip some red wine, and chased it with the '42
I enjoy the finer things in life and I'm not ashamed of it.
They asked me what I call millions, comin' soon
I'm always looking to make more money, and I'm not done yet.
Yeah (yeah), I just cashed out (uh)
I'm making serious money, and I'm not slowing down anytime soon.
Ain't got time for a beef, I'm a cash cow (tell 'em)
I'm too busy making money to worry about petty issues with other people.
When I was a juvie, I made 'em back out (back that ass up)
I've always been a boss, even when I was young and didn't have much.
It was four-hundred degrees, you would have passed out (ooh)
I'm so hot, everyone else would have given up trying to keep up with me.
VIP my squad (yeah), drop off all the gang (yeah)
My team is exclusive, and everyone else is just trying to keep up.
VIP the lane (skrrt), VIP the chain
We're living life at a higher level than most people, and our jewelry shows it.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Aubrey Drake Graham, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Ramon Ibanga Jr., Shane Lee Lindstrom, Tauheed Epps
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@GabrielBartz
Ficou fodaaa
@stephaniewilliams1436
That little boy playing 2chainz was on point 😂🔥🔥
@gregoryscully7304
Stephanie Williams yeah except he didn’t know most of the words
@angelesconsuelos762
Little Quavo did good
@itskay7332
On Point? By KSI.
@Combobreaka
Yeye lil quavo was better.
@tounsirti
https://youtu.be/hr5rIMY29CI they copy this french remix of drake
@phyliciatalbott6031
That little girl in the pink with the blonde hair had me thinking I was about to hear a Nicki verse
@chaimaaabaraq752
Drake always hints smth about her in his music 😂😂😂 even in life is good with future
@lissakolotova4387
Only 18 👇👇👇
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