[Verse 1: Big Baby Tape]
Look at the color my yellow diamond - Pikachu (Br-r)
I remember the times when we slept on the floor (DJ Tape, yeah, pow)
I jumped out of the kitchen and landed in a Bentley coupe (What?)
You said no to drugs, but I can't do that (Pow!)
I heard that you snitched on a homie, it's unfamiliar to me (Uh?)
Illegal business, these moves are illegal (Illegal)
If you sell, then sell only for a lot (Ay, yeah)
I remember Andrew, he kept packs at home (Yeah)

[Bridge: Big Baby Tape]
At home, at home, he kept packs at home (Br-r)
At home, at home, he kept packs at home
At home, at home, he kept packs at home (Br-r)
At home, at home

[Chorus: Big Baby Tape]
All packs-All packs at home (O-oh), all packs at home (O-oh)
All packs at home, all packs at home (O-oh)
All packs at home, all packs at home (O-oh)
All packs at home, all packs at home

[Verse 2: kizaru & Big Baby Tape]
Fuck the cops and the bitches-bitches-bitches-bitches-bitches-bitches
Fuck the rats and fuck the bitches-bitches-bitches-bitches-bitches
My choppa sing too-too-too-too (Too-too-too-too!)
I'll teach them how to shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot
I'll show you how to hustle, make guap and how to shoot (Shoot)
How to circumvent the law and turn back all the time (Back)
House-House in Europe, a couple of thousand on my feet (On my feet)
Tell me, is he from the streets, or is he rich? (Oh, my god)
Both options, I'm a soulja - I eat salad
If there is a God and a Devil, then I am their lawyer (O-oh)
I'm screaming fuck twelve, I'm wearing Rose gold cuban link chain (God damn)
Who da fuck are you, tell me? Homie whose are you? (Whose are you?)
I made a drive by and turned onto the highway
You'll ask: «Which way?»
Bitch, only that way (That way, that way)
I told you: «Don't keep packages at home» (What?)
Half a pint of lean, fat backwoods and fella is a coma
[Chorus: Big Baby Tape]
All packs-All packs at home (O-oh), all packs at home (O-oh)
All packs at home, all packs at home (O-oh)
All packs at home, all packs at home (O-oh)
All packs at home, all packs at home (Let's go, yeah)

[Verse 3: Big Baby Tape]
Back on Bando, there I count the faces (Pr-r)
I fell in love with it, I can't stop (Too-too)
My pocket is getting fat, because he loves these chips (What?)
Ten is on me now and Oleg has thirty hanging (Pr-r)
Got millions on easy (Yeah)
Hostage of numbers and amounts (Mm-m)
I'm on the quiet, it's glizzy (Mm-m)
Bandana, Tapey and Kizzy (Donates)

[Verse 4: Big Baby Tape & kizaru]
I need semi-automatic (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
I shoot them at point blank range (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
I made guala and shone (Yah-yah-yah)
Welcome to Trap House (Yeah-yeah)
(Br-r)
Ah-ah-ah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Ah-ah-ah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Ah-ah-ah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Ah-ah-ah, yeah-yeah-yeah
[Outro: kizaru]
She sucks and shakes her ass, she's pro
Whole lotta stick, like we're going to the front
Better shut up, take your mouth, baby, let's go
He doesn't like me because I fucked his hoe