[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez & NoCap]

Big on big, still drip when it cold

We'll post in that block all day ’fore we sell our soul

Ain't never gon' find no drug like this in a thousand months

She gon’ keep her camera out, like she was ghost hunting

Might try to slave me, look at all these chains

Straight out apartments, look how far we came

She don't love me, she just want this fame

Bitch gon' do anything, just to get her name

[Verse 1: Rylo Rodriguez]

Tombstone for that money, that shit gettin' buried, buried

What you want? Pull up, we got it all like cash and carry

Pull the camera out on a snake, I told that bitch don't play with me

[?] gon' buy them hoes but

You the lil' nigga calling shots ain't it?

Y’all lil’ niggas on the block ain't it?

Please tell me who causin all the commotion

We’ll walk in your funeral and drop dead roses

I won't make that move, let's boss some like that NoCap flow

Young nigga don't even play sports, but he still gotta wake up and score

Bitch head so damn good, ima fuck around and tear her throat

Ima fuck around and tear her mouth, ima fuck around and air her throat

I had dreams of us making it out the hood

Way too many nightmares, 12 did a sweep, got us for good

Headache for money problems I done took way too many tylenol

Snakeskin [?] everybody shit like [?]

[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez & NoCap]

Big on big, still drip when it cold

We’ll post in that block all day 'fore we sell our soul

Ain't never gon' find no drug like this in a thousand months

She gon' keep her camera out, like she was ghost hunting

Might try to slave me, look at all these chains

Straight out apartments, look how far we came

She don't love me, she just want this fame

Bitch gon' do anything, just to get her name

[Verse 2: NoCap]

Bitch, you doing good, you need to keep it up

Don't start posting me on social media

Diamonds cold, I feel like I'm in Amsterdam

You ain't my ho, so keep me off your Instagram

We buying chopper like Harley

Dro' in the back of the sprinter like roses

I don't do no talking, no bargain

I make a order, I promise its over

I made a promise, told her I'm gon' take her shopping

Flip back to reality and spent it on my partners

I'm way above these niggas, but somehow I'm still undefeated

I really love my niggas, can't let them starve, I know they need me

Don't pull no cameras out, bitch, I barely even watch TV

Fake love, it made me wonder, got me blind like I'm Stevie

Snakes all on my clothes, feel like Medusa

Hit your block, hang out the windows on neutral

Yeah, run a train on a bitch, yeah, choo-choo

Rylo say he don't trust you, then I'm gon' shoot you

[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez & NoCap]

Big on big, still drip when it cold

We'll post in that block all day 'fore we sell our soul

Ain't never gon' find no drug like this in a thousand months

She gon' keep her camera out, like she was ghost hunting

Might try to slave me, look at all these chains

Straight out apartments, look how far we came

She don't love me, she just want this fame

Bitch gon' do anything, just to get her name