[Intro: Big Dill, The Brat, Both]
Ayy
Woah, Tasty Bois bringing the sour power
Big Dill or whatever you wanna call him
Okay
Okay, one
Okay, two (ohh)
Okay, 1, 2, pickle power

[Verse 1]
Dillinger, I make it all look too easy
In the field, I'm Big Dill, believe me
Venerate out the jar, I'm well seasoned
Haters get salty thinking that I'll be schemin'
Dill Bit, know your net for a reason
Hold up by the green ever since I was a seedlin'
In the field, I'm Big Dill with the flowers
Kappa-Kappa comrade, made in the sour

[Chorus]
I'm a Big Dill, you'll see
These streets, my scеne
Haters mad, salty
Leavе 'em with the bag in a frenzy
I'm a Big Dill, you'll see
These streets, my scene
Haters mad, salty
Leave 'em with the bag in a frenzy
[Verse 2]
Threw out the hate and the shame
I don't trip, I just dill with it
Victory is in me, I'm such a meal ticket
Lunch time, I crunch opponents, delicious
Then relax in brine, I go to sleep in it (Ayy)
Waking up to Dill Bits on the [?] front (Okay)
'Bout to be the first pickle to the moon son (Okay)
Haters talk a lot of smack, but they don't do nothin' (Okay)
You heard of cucumbers? Well I'm the cool one
But worry not, I'm still the sweetest (Sweetest)
What an incredible balance I get to squeeze with (Squeeze with)
When life gives you lemons I am your defense
Dillinger, Tasty Bois is my allegiance
And we're all deep rooted like trees is (Ah)
I never leave, I'm here 'round every season (Oh)
In the field I'm Big Dill with the flowers (Ohh)
Kappa-Kappa comrade, made in the sour (Yeah)

[Interlude]
Kap, Kap, Kap
Kappa comrade, rade, rade
Made in, made in the sour
Made in the sour
What?
[Chorus]
I'm a Big Dill, you'll see
These streets, my scene
Haters mad, salty
Leave 'em with the bag in a frenzy
I'm a Big Dill, you'll see
These streets, my scene
Haters mad, salty
Leave 'em with the bag in a frenzy

[Verse 3]
Dillinger, Mr. Tough Skin, I came to run amok (Ayy)
If you step into me, I hope you toughen up (Ah)
I'm here to stay, ain't a phase or a pump and dump
Dill Bits to the moon, just wait and see
But this pickle's not no sucker (Okay)
Makin' yo behind pucker (Okay), too fast, I'll outrun ya (Ah)
Stickin' up for the cash just like a burgler (A what?)
Too slow, Big Dill, we outrun ya

[Chorus]
I'm a Big Dill, you'll see
These streets, my scene
Haters mad, salty
Leave 'em with the bag in a frenzy
I'm a Big Dill, you'll see
These streets, my scene
Haters mad, salty
Leave 'em with the bag in a frenzy
[Bridge]
I'm a Big Dill, you'll see
These streets, my scene
Haters mad, salty
Leave 'em with the bag in a frenzy

[Chorus]
I'm a Big Dill, you'll see
These streets, my scene
Haters mad, salty
Leave 'em with the bag in a frenzy