Rick Ross & Gucci Mane – Big Fish Lyrics

Big Fish

Rick Ross & Gucci Mane

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"Big Fish." - Rick Ross & Gucci Mane

Wednesday, 16 September 2026, 02:44 am

Album: Set In Stone

Track No: 15

I put them boogers in the Rollie, better blow your nose
Richest hustler in the room, no time to show these hoes (boss)
Coke traps and penthouses in the Poconos
Spoke facts, just like Whitney had her an overdose
Let it float, learn a lesson that nigga never know (huh)
Boobie Boys, they a blessin', I'm reppin' from the soul

Dade County, need my face put on a dollar bill (what?)
Millionaires in the halfway house like Versace Neal (huh)
Me and Black Bo had on ankle bracelets for those two years (bo)
And we fought all those cases like Mayweather premiered
Shout out my nigga Ned that's out in Alabama
He'll tell you Rozay realer than all of these rappers (Renzel)
Huh

Nigga said I had a job, therefore, I'm barely street (what?)
Twenty million in the safe, your ass will barely sleep
I put fish tanks in the crib where crab nigga leech (huh)
Hitters dead a kill you for a follow on IG (follow)
I commission all the hustlers so the hating cease

Trade them boys for the OGs that they can't release (yeah)
I pulled a pistol, then he made me drew the pistols (why?)
Never knew you, and I could tell just by your new credentials (nigga)
Big body sittin' on some new Lorenzos
Look like I play for the Dolphins, that's with some true potential
Send me a hundred off the rip, or it ain't worth the trip
Come hit the beach and eat some sushi with the big fish (nigga)

Big fish, big fish (Big fish, big fish)
Nigga swimmin' in the money, and I been rich (been rich)
Swimmin' in the money, and I been rich (been rich)
Swimmin' in the money, and I been rich (been rich)
Big fish, big fish (Big fish, big fish)
Fishtailin' in a Benz, that's some big shit
Fishtailin' in a Benz, that's some big shit
Fishtailin' in a Benz, that's some big shit

Huh? (That's some big shit)
Yeah
Fishtailin' in a Benz, that's some big shit

I took an oath when I was young, said I would never tell
A big fish in a small pond, I'm a killer whale
Ain't nobody in your clique safe, is you dissin' me? (Nah)
I want the money, but these nigga want publicity
I used to pour out half a pint in a two-liter (pint)

I just spent like two million on a two-seater
I took a winter off to chill, my money hibernatin'
Talk to my lawyer, it's a billion-dollar conversation (huh?)
My stones ain't from the lab (Nah)
I'm killin' all you crabs
I'm gettin' Arab money, no cap in my rap (nah)
I wipe my ass with money, treat cash like it's toilet tissue (yeah)
Killers with me, they can't wait to make your momma miss you (wop)

Big fish, big fish (Big fish, big fish)
Nigga swimmin' in the money, and I been rich (been rich)
Swimmin' in the money, and I been rich (been rich)
Swimmin' in the money, and I been rich (big money, been rich)
Big fish, big fish (Big fish, big fish)
Fishtailin' in a Benz, that's some big shit
Fishtailin' in a Benz, that's some big shit (fishtailin', nigga)
Fishtailin' in a Benz, that's some big shit

Fish scale, nigga
Ah (Maybach Music)
This some big shit
You'll die about it
Big fish, fish scale
The Megalodon, huh
Guillermo, oye

Maybach Music

Writer(s): Eddie “eMIX” Hernández, Gucci Mane, Rick Ross, Trop.

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