[Chorus]

First off, it's the big dog (Yeah)

Everybody know that ya' been soft, play with the gang, got ya' picked off (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

R2R savin' the industry, these niggas shitty, that shit got me pissed off

Talkin' too much, had to let her walk

I'm on the scene, but I wasn't involved

Versace Dieux, no, I don't shop at Ross

These niggas broke, I don't wan' hear ya' talk (Yeah, yeah, don't wan' hear ya' talk)

Yeah, I treat the trap like a loft (Trap like a loft)

Hold up, hold up (Yeah, yeah, like a loft)

I want A.P., and I want the Rollie

Get that money, so, yeah, I'mma hold it (Yeah, I'mma hold it)

Gamblin' with my life like it's Hold 'em

Woo, so you wanna kill me? You better try a lil' harder (Harder)

[Verse]

I'm goin' through, I'm goin' through

My brother shoot out the roof, huh (Pssh, pssh, pssh, pssh)

Nobody do what I do (Nobody do what I do)

NUMBER (N)INE my jeans, I get flier than you

My brother said that when he poppin', he poppin' at you

And they sending rounds at that boy, better stay out the loop

And they seen the racks in my pocket, like, what do you do?

Franklin Saint said, "I'm the one built it, not you"

He wan' hang with the gang, we gon' hand him a noose

If you not my brother, my brothers, I love you

Bumpin' that Taurus, that ho' turning hot than an oven

I'm runnin' through red lights, you cannot catch me, it's over

R2R shining like headlights, you should know ain't no one better (Okay)

Versace, my belt and my sweater (Okay, okay, okay)

Okay (Okay, okay)

Not huntin' for Louis Vuitton, I'm sleepin' on Louis Vuitton, my pillow is L.V

You know it had to be done

I was gon' leave and be gone, but these niggas need me

Everybody need my presence around, so I keep these bitches around (Oh-yeah)

Let's go call up the bank right now, I'm tryna get rich right now (Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah)

Let's go hit up the store right now, I'm tryn' buy fits, right now

Yes, I'm a young rich nigga from the South, but you get the picture by now (South, picture by now)

Yeah, R2rCam, they been stealin' my style, woo (Style)

[Chorus]

First off, it's the big dog (Yeah)

Everybody know that ya' been soft, play with the gang, got ya' picked off (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

R2R savin' the industry, these niggas shitty, that shit got me pissed off

Talkin' too much, had to let her walk

I'm on the scene, but I wasn't involved

Versace Dieux, no, I don't shop at Ross

These niggas broke, I don't wan' hear ya' talk (Yeah, yeah, don't wan' hear ya' talk)

Yeah, I treat the trap like a loft (Trap like a loft)

Hold up, hold up (Yeah, yeah, like a loft)

I want A.P., and I want the Rollie

Get that money, so, yeah, I'mma hold it (Yeah, I'mma hold it)

Gamblin' with my life like it's Hold 'em

Woo, so you wanna kill me? You better try a lil' harder (Harder)