This is a song about "Big ol tities"

We're gonna have a good ol' time.

Chasing money in the city of crime

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

Teach you how to rope a chick

We were so young,i was a ol' skool gang member

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

When im happy people call me laughy, i try to have fun in my dads ol' caddy,

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

And my name too big, and my gang too big