["Big Bang Theory Theme Song"] Rock a full of millionaires, bitch! Big bang, bang! Early! Big bang, bang! That's right! Big bang, bang! 30 mil in the bank, 30 grand on the wrist and 20 more in the Swiss and 30 birds in the tank, diamonds all in the face I'll find your face when it glisten It's your spank, not that Chrissy And you know what we drink Got my Art of McKay in my new Gucci slippers And my loafers from Louis What the fuck did you think? When I step in the place Bitches running up to me, yelling Big bang, bang! I turn a nick to a dime Dime to some millions A brick to the rock The rock into some buildings Where your nigga feeling? I might see about a billing For our leader billing Now that's what I call billing Balling, you still crawling Children, call them when you start walking I'll be willing Flooring, something foreign No ceiling, chilling Hey, hey, hey, chill That's what them hoes say Hoes pourin' rosé Rose gold, bro, you owe all them off Okay, chill Hey, hey, hey, chill Hey, hey, hey, chill Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill That's what them hoes say Free pouring rosé Rockefeller millionaires We stack that paper every day Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill I'm a tepid abuser Not 7-4 to the 5 What was dough was on autopilot I don't even drive In the box with my shoes up I just took back the Phantom Too many fuckers can fathom What it felt like to have him I just copped me your all things A professional ball team Tell me I ain't the illest hustler y'all seen When you don't buy out the ball You buy the ball, guess what you call Big banks, banana I got some dough on the block Got some dough gettin' ripped I got a villa in Tahiti And I don't owe no rent I got the people for realin' These niggas flyin' and fakin' Keep my cake up in the safe And take a slice of the villa 300 grand sedan wheeler While y'all niggas debatin' I'm coppin', y'all niggas hatin' Cause I'm makin' that squilla They know me as Baby Gorilla When I step in the building they sayin' Big banks, banana Ch-ch-ch-ch-chill That's what them hoes say Hoes blowin' rosé Rose gold, bro, you owe all them all cocaine Ch-ch-ch-ch-chill Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill That's what them hoes say Free pourin' rosé Rockefeller millionaires We stack that paper everyday Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill I'll do them good with addition The flow so scientific Cold plate like crystal So I reverse the system Came from poverty stricken To the top of the Forbes None of property's listed In high society district 76 is the floor 94 with the roar 96 with the flow 2008 with the spittin' I drop a grip up in the mall 200 grand at the district we livin' Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill That's what them hoes say Hoes blowin' rosé Rose gold, bro, you owe all them all cocaine Ch-ch-ch-ch-chill Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill That's what them hoes say Free pourin' rosé Rockefeller millionaires We stack that paper everyday Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill