[Hook: Alfamega x2]
So we ain't gotta flex n***a we got big dough
Big trucks big wheels blowing big drugs
And for the realer n***as we got big 44's
And one clip make a n***a stop drop and roll

[Verse 1: Big KRIT]
I got big dough n***a got big rides
Got chauffeurs n***a, I don't drive
18 mind frame grown and steady
Why a sucka n***a hating plotting up on livin' lavish
Sucka free best believe that's some shit to claim
BK on my hat on my shirt and my chain
Step grown get dough on some real talk
My n***as post upon the slab on some real talk
I let a pussy n***a slide cuz I'm bout some paper
Whip a n***a in the A yeah I fucks without my maker
From the sip to the ham to the block
With the book work in and I cock that drop
It's not hard young n***a cuz this ain't rocket science
Hot shit on the shelves motherfuckers got's to buy it
So keep it cool young n***a because my clique some riders
Make n***as stop drop and roll cuz we by

[Hook: Alfamega x2]
[Verse 2: Alfamega]
Listen I ain't got nothin' to prove to you dudes
I ain't goin' out my way to floss for you fools
Before the rap game I was [?] big twos
Slick Ricky wasn't the only n***a rockin' big jewels
While y'all was getting dressed, tryna rush to school
I was teachin' young Dre to [?] one into two
I'm the realest I know in and out the booth
Cuz I been done the shit that y'all tryna do, Yeah
The shit you doin' now, I did that times two
The bitch you with now I bust her in 92
So I guess you could say that's throwback pussy
I'm a vet in these streets n***a I ain't no rookie
I'm a money go getter, a known head spinner
A fuck yo dude and you too n***a
I'm takin' the gloves off and I ain't playin' no more
I dare a n***a act like he don't know, c'mon

[Hook: Alfamega x2]