[Produced by Ben Billions, Lunch Money, and Lu Diaz]
[Intro: French Montanna]
Don't be afraid to get old, man
You may learn some sh**
You may know some sh**
You may see some sh**
Haha
b**h showed me how it's old
I had to tell her
[Hook: Diddy]
You could go to any hood, bet they know me
Rose gold pinky ring; matchin' Rollie
Boy, you'se a little n***a; Gary Coleman
I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie
Boy, you'se a little n***a; Gary Coleman
I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
[Verse 1: Diddy]
I'm winnin' for the new b**h, she was stunting
That p**y got a paper tag and it's a hundred
My bellman call me Sir Combs, I'm Richard Drummond
My Rolls Royce spray cologne, the fragrance money
It's Bad Boy Records, b**h, you know I run it
Ciroc Amaretto coming, them b**hes love it
I show up with my j**elry on and never doubt it
You show up with your j**elry on and leave without it
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Diddy]
Diddy go to any hood, big Rollie
Top down on any block, n***as know me
The only one that's topping Forbes, I'm gettin' lonely
See us out here racing yachts like ''f** the police''
Bugatti swerving lane to lane, we getting money
Once promoter say my name, fly b**hes coming
These ratchet b**hes love a n***a so cough your chick in
More 80's than the 80's, n***a, I'm money Mitchin
I'm money Mitchin
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
My b**hes get the Christians, n***a, and Giuseppe
My b**hes get the Birkin, n***a, they hold the weapons
My b**hes get the Range Rovers, that's for affection
My b**hes get the realest n***a, she's my reflection
I make my b**hes traffic dope, that's my profession
She swallow dope and looking pregnant, time for c-section
They count your pockets where I'm from, hit block, they bless us
50 mill a meter drum, go get them stretchers
Get them stretchers
[Hook]
[Outro: French Montanna (Diddy)]
Big Homie
Big Homie
Big Homie
Big Homie
(I'll be calling all the shots, I'm big homie)
Hannn