We blowin' money fast on this side, catch up I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover Whippin' work, hallelujah One Nation, under God Real, gettin' money from the fuckin' stars I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover Whippin' work, hallelujah One Nation, under God Real, gettin' money from the fuckin' stars My Rolls Royce triple black, I'm geachin' Ballin' in the club bottles like I'm Meachin' Rosé, that's my nickname Runnin' in my big vein Self-made, you just affiliated I build it ground up, you bought it renovated Talkin' plenty capers, nothin's been authenticated Funny you claimin' this ain't that I'm penetratin' Hold the bottles up, where my comrades? Where the fuckin' felons? Where my dawgs at? I got that Archie bunker, and it's so white I just might charge you double I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover Whippin' work, hallelujah One Nation, under God Real, gettin' money from the fuckin' stars I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover Whippin' work, hallelujah One Nation, under God Real, gettin' money from the fuckin' stars These motherfuckers mad that I'm icy Stunt so hard, make em' come and date me I think I'm Big Meech, look at my timepiece It's not a mirror, hunnid racks at least Look at yourself, now look at me You can't see a n***a, I'm what you used to be Look at it this way, sideways Always gettin' money, my n***a crime pays So, I'm self-made You a sucker, I'm self-paid It's for my broke, it's for my rich Got a hunnid on the head of a snitch I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover Whippin' work, hallelujah One Nation, under God Real, gettin' money from the fuckin' stars I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover Whippin' work, hallelujah One Nation, under God Real, gettin' money from the fuckin' stars You're thirty-six, hoes leave you bleedin', bam Words to them thirty-six, O's and a kilo grand Blunt tip, orange lights, caviar Wildin' out, fishtail in Subaru, rally car Out the passenger, lettin' the automatic off Egg of that girl, I'll knock your mommy and your daddy off Look around and knock the emblem on that carry off Four, buggin' out, flickin' at your cash doors And did I mention, from Red Dead Redemption It's like a mattress in the hood, I'm flippin' on it And the money's like a jet, I'm sittin' on it I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover Whippin' work, hallelujah One Nation, under God Real, gettin' money from the fuckin' stars I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover Whippin' work, hallelujah One Nation, under God Real, gettin' money from the fuckin' stars