[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Shit
Don't tell us we don't know what the fuck we doing
Hahah
Signed my OG
Big Scoob, n***a
Y'all ain't fuckin with this

[Chorus: Big Scoob]
Man, I come through stomping in my KC fitted
With my Dickie suit on, 'bout to show you to get get it
(Big fella)
Man, I'm rolling with my pepper
Man, I'm rolling with my pepper
Said I'm rolling with my pepper
Just in case you disrespectful
(Big fella)
Man, I come through stomping in my KC fitted
With my Dickie suit on, 'bout to show you to get get it
(Big fella)
Man, I'm rolling with my pepper
Man, I'm rolling with my pepper
Said I'm rolling with my pepper
Just in case you disrespectful
(Big fella)
[Verse 1: Big Scoob]
I let my nuts hang, I let my chain hang
Hang my chain from my nuts, let them both swang
Man I still bang, Ville, it's a hood thing
It's do or die, man, I'm a rider for this Ville Gang
I know I'm old, man, but it's still in my veins
I'll be a rider, suicider 'til I meet a flame
Can't tell me nothing, Big Fella's untamed
He talking greezy, when I meet him, get to busting
I'm out the gutter, man, I love the gutter lane
Need that butter, look no further, got that butter, man
I bet I won't sing, like these suckers, man
No business in this, Square Pegs tryna shuffle cane
They done fucked the game with all this ratting, man
These rap bastards is the reason why I rap again
Guess some good came, I get to mo they brains
Of all these youngin's out here funking who control the game

[Chorus: Big Scoob]
Man, I come through stomping in my KC fitted
With my Dickie suit on, 'bout to show you to get get it
(Big fella)
Man, I'm rolling with my pepper
Man, I'm rolling with my pepper
Said I'm rolling with my pepper
Just in case you disrespectful
(Big fella)
Man, I come through stomping in my KC fitted
With my Dickie suit on, 'bout to show you to get get it
(Big fella)
Man, I'm rolling with my pepper
Man, I'm rolling with my pepper
Said I'm rolling with my pepper
Just in case you disrespectful
(Big fella)
[Verse 2: Big Scoob]
More heart than a little bit, stays on that gutter shit
Homie out the Show Me, man, you know just what I'm coming with
Heavy like a ton of bricks, now I'm on some stunna shit
Fresh up out the kitchen, I been whipping, man, I wanted it
Plus I hit the wonder lick, back out on some thunder shit
Hit the door and grab his doe, he tricking with my thunder bitch
Blame it on Strange, man, they summoned this
Saw that I was hungry, fed the homie with a ton of chips
Got me back on rapping shit, still known for snapping quick
Call me Wayne Brady, man, don't make me have to slap a bitch
Homie I was built for this, born into this gutter shit
Daddy was a hustler and my mama was his bottom chick
Climbed out the bottom pit, now I'm at the top of this
Homie this is lonely, so I'm heading to the block and shit
Told you ain't no stopping this, watch me make 'em rock to this
Travis, I'm a savage, boy, I bet you'll get your gwop for this

[Chorus: Big Scoob]
Man, I come through stomping in my KC fitted
With my Dickie suit on, 'bout to show you to get get it
(Big fella)
Man, I'm rolling with my pepper
Man, I'm rolling with my pepper
Said I'm rolling with my pepper
Just in case you disrespectful
(Big fella)
Man, I come through stomping in my KC fitted
With my Dickie suit on, 'bout to show you to get get it
(Big fella)
Man, I'm rolling with my pepper
Man, I'm rolling with my pepper
Said I'm rolling with my pepper
Just in case you disrespectful
(Big fella)
[Verse 3: Big Scoob]
Said I come through stomping in my KC fitted
Repping Killa City with it, I'ma show you how to get it
I was raised in the Show Me State, shown how to get the cake
Well respected in The Middle, plus I'm good from state to state
From northern to the southern states, bet they say Big Fella's straight
Nebraska, used to feed my face, Dallas, used to bake the cakes
Up and down the interstate, hustling n***as all relate
29 to 35, I'm back and fourth, the paper chase
That's the way I filled my plate, heaven sent for heaven sakes
Made it through and now I'm straight, better ways to fill my plate
Better days, make no mistakes, I'm still hungry for the cake
Hustler in me can't escape, born and bred to paper chase
Music sales gon' hold the case so Monsterifik gon' be great
Breaking records out the gate, greatness I anticipate
Elevate and escalate, something that you can't equate
Knees shaking, make you quake, bet I'll set you suckers straight

[Chorus: Big Scoob]
Man, I come through stomping in my KC fitted
With my Dickie suit on, 'bout to show you to get get it
(Big fella)
Man, I'm rolling with my pepper
Man, I'm rolling with my pepper
Said I'm rolling with my pepper
Just in case you disrespectful
(Big fella)
Man, I come through stomping in my KC fitted
With my Dickie suit on, 'bout to show you to get get it
(Big fella)
Man, I'm rolling with my pepper
Man, I'm rolling with my pepper
Said I'm rolling with my pepper
Just in case you disrespectful
(Big fella)