[Intro: The Big Homie]
(Good luck at the game, Swish)
(Baby, give me some cash)
Hoo, yop

[Verse 1: The Big Homie]
Yeah, tryna give lil' bro a pass, I'ma catch it for him
Naw, we don't wear the same size, but I'll step for him
Might spend some shit on my lil' hoes, but that ain't where my check goin'
If I'm on a n***a head, the fuck you think his hat goin'?
On mine, ain't never asked a n***a to get me signed
Said "approved" on her side, but on my side, it said "declined"
Gotta move with some extra eyes when I be outside

[Verse 2: Tay B]
I can tell she wanna fuck me, I can see it in her eye
Bitch, you broke and got nothin' goin' on, how you the prize?
Got jammed up and folded quick as hell, I ain't surprised
You knew me and cuz was gonna get rich, how you surprised?
Me and Big Homie watched the big homies flip pies, naw, for real, yeah
You stand on business, gettin' money, let me mail you somethin'
You be goin' bold with the hoes, I can't tell you nothin'
Take risks or be broke, what, you scared of money?
You was rich, you went broke quick, what, you sell the money?
All you do is kill n***as in rhymes, you a Busta
Yellow Rich shirt on, bitch look like honey mustard
I be all on a n***a wife, I'm feelin' like I'm Usher
Fucked too many n***as' hoes, told my bitch I don't trust her
[Verse 3: The Big Homie]
Trust a bitch for what? Fuck my brother bitch soon as they break up
I'm tryna pull it off and fix your lace front
I'm finna beat her face in with dick and balls and makeup
I'm with Tay, who gon' take somethin'? Try us if you like it (Hoo, yop)
Mm, all facts, killer bought some shirts, I bought all hats
If I pocket dial a n***a, he ain't never callin' back
Why you bald-head like that? Damn, I thought you was forty
On a Harley lookin' for my Harvey, tryna get at Lori, hoo

[Chorus: The Big Homie & Tay B]
Damn, n***a, speak up, why you mumblin'?
You can't get the bag 'cause you gon' fumble it
Hmm, yop, you can't get the bag 'cause you gon' fumble it
Huh, I'ma get the bag and I double it (Hoo, yop)
You don't scam for real, you never seen a hundred hit
Smoke my other cousin, shit gon' make my other cousin sick, hoo
Man, my bitch just pissed me off, I'm chillin' with my other bitch
My lil' homie still scammin', go tap in with Hundred Team (Hoo, yop)

[Verse 4: The Big Homie & Tay B]
I ain't never been in one, cuz pulled up in his Cullinan
I ain't never bent in one, take his keys, turn it to a striker (Hoo)
Switch empty on my clip, I had to turn into a fighter
Bricks went to sixteen, them bitches turned into a minor
I know that's your lil' n***a callin', bitch, put his ass on silence
If the head and pussy good, bitch, I'll keep quiet (Hoo)
[Verse 5: Tay B]
You can look at us and see we gettin' money, can't you tell?
Too much money, he a flight risk, he can't even get a bail
The shit I got, you need some cash, you cannot pay me through Zelle
Lil' n***a, I sell records, please stop askin' what I sell
I be prayin' everybody win, they prayin' that I fail
My young dog just got caught with somethin', I'm prayin' he don't tell

[Chorus: The Big Homie & Tay B]
Damn, n***a, speak up, why you mumblin'?
You can't get the bag 'cause you gon' fumble it
Hmm, yop, you can't get the bag 'cause you gon' fumble it
Huh, I'ma get the bag and I double it (Hoo, yop)
You don't scam for real, you never seen a hundred hit
Smoke my other cousin, shit gon' make my other cousin sick, hoo
Man, my bitch just pissed me off, I'm chillin' with my other bitch
My lil' homie still scammin', go tap in with Hundred Team