[Chorus: Yeat]

Yeah, you heard me right (Huh)

Uh, he ain't pickin' no fight, he ain't pickin' no fight (Huh)

Yeah, got a blick on my side, got a blick on my side (Oh, huh)

I got big money, big money ties, and big mob ties (Oh, huh, ooh, huh, yeah-yeah)

Slice, hmm, used to buy bread, chop off that loaf, slice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)

Yeah, hmm, whole lotta bread, double my money, twice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)

Hold on, yeah, put you on read, put you on flaire, thrice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)

Watch me, uh, run it up, talkin' 'bout big price (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)

Artist, yeah, I'm the biggest bad of them all

Artist, yeah, I'm the number one, watch 'em fall (Watch 'em fall, fall)

I was sellin' them drugs, now I'm rich (Yeah, yeah)

I was yellin' with thugs (Thugs), we was movin' bricks (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Yeat]

I was pullin' up with thugs (Shh, grrah), I was pullin' up in Ghosts (Pullin' up in Ghosts)

I've been pullin' up in big whips, yeah, y'all still smokin' Runtz (Skrrt)

Yeah, whole lotta money, lil' b***h (Shh), I got a bunch (Yeah, I got a bunch)

I don't even need no security, I got guns (Shh, I got guns)

I need me a moment of clarity, I'm movin' these tons (I'm movin' these tons, shh-ah, shh-ah)

Pulled up in a frog-eyed Bentley, with the big boy drum

Yeah, talk down on the mob who gon' get you sprung (Get you sprung)

Yeah, and I boot up for fun (Fun), do that s**t for fun (Shit for fun)

Yeah, reloadin' my shit, yeah, but I go to the sun (Go to the sun)

Travelin' round with thugs, yeah, we number one (We number one)

Brr, I hit his b***h ass up, yeah, just like a blunt (Brr)

Brr, I'm so cold, my diamonds negative one (One)

I got big lil' bitch, wanna send that bitch, wanna thrive

I ain't listen to nobody's shit, I'ma live my life, my life

I better boot up and just play the night, man, that boy is a spike

I'm in the Urus, that big body steppin', that b***h 'bout a knife, slice

[Chorus: Yeat]

Yeah, you heard me right (Huh)

Uh, he ain't pickin' no fight, he ain't pickin' no fight (Huh)

Yeah, got a blick on my side, got a blick on my side (Oh, huh)

I got big money, big money ties, and big mob ties (Oh, huh, ooh, huh, yeah-yeah)

Slice, hmm, used to buy bread, chop off that loaf, slice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)

Yeah, hmm, whole lotta bread, double my money, twice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)

Hold on, yeah, put you on read, put you on flaire, thrice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)

Watch me, uh, run it up, talkin' 'bout big price (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)

Artist, yeah, I'm the biggest bad of them all

Artist, yeah, I'm the number one, watch 'em fall (Watch 'em fall, fall)

I was sellin' them drugs, now I'm rich (Yeah, yeah)

I was yellin' with thugs, we was movin' bricks (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

Rich on rich, poppin' eight-hundred

Pull up with sticks, and then got a whole hundred

Get this b***h covered, I tap her bumper

I know the bitch, only want her some money

I get the bitch, and I catch me a baddy

Pull up in her trap, and I pop it, and pat it

She **** with my diamonds, I **** with her Gotti

Then I need to buy me a brand new big-body Benz

Ain't comin' in if they ain't at the shooter's end

Been feelin' myself, I just mixed my shake

Better get this s**t tailored, I'm a pink, pink van

Pray your whole clique get spint

Pray your whole clique get shot, b***h, leave the b***h back in

I just be gunnin' on show, mama, I get a big back in

Scary-ass nigga, I don't wanna run, woah, hit my friend

Hit my five, my slime, my blunt, my [?], no, he not Kim

Got the b***h here, I spent two on her skin, said she wanna do it again

I got them M's and I do it again, got the b***h jawbreakin'

[Chorus: Yeat]

Yeah, you heard me right (Huh)

Uh, he ain't pickin' no fight, he ain't pickin' no fight (Huh)

Yeah, got a blick on my side, got a blick on my side (Oh, huh)

I got big money, big money ties, and big mob ties (Oh, huh, ooh, huh, yeah-yeah)

Slice, hmm, used to buy bread, chop off that loaf, slice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)

Yeah, hmm, whole lotta bread, double my money, twice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)

Hold on, yeah, put you on read, put you on flaire, thrice (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)

Watch me, uh, run it up, talkin' 'bout big price (Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)

Artist, yeah, I'm the biggest bad of them all

Artist, yeah, I'm the number one, watch 'em fall (Watch 'em fall, fall)

I was sellin' them drugs, now I'm rich (Yeah, yeah)

I was yellin' with thugs (Thugs), we was movin' bricks (Yeah, yeah)