Big Ben Lyrics – Rio Da Yung OG

Big Ben Lyrics Meaning

[Intro]
He’s basically starting off hyped and confident. The line about “grease” instead of fire is just a slick way of saying he’s cooking differently—maybe even better than the rest.

[Verse]
He kicks things off by bragging about how quickly he can make a million dollars—two weeks for one, three more for another. He adds it up casually like it’s nothing. Then he jumps to a violent moment, describing a shooting where someone got chased down, showing he’s still close to street life. Hanging with his guy Fill, he says he can go digital, meaning he can make and spend money online too—legally or not, he’s versatile.

He talks about spending money on luxury clothes, like Rick Owens pants, and name-drops Repeat, a spot where he shops. He mentions KB, someone close to him who’s got his back and plays an important role, even if he’s not always front and center. There’s a bit of wordplay here, using basketball references like “big man” and “sixth man” to describe KB’s role in the crew.

He brings up how he came straight out of prison and bought himself a big house, showing how fast he bounced back. Then he shifts into more explicit and wild relationship stuff—he’s being blunt about physical details and messy behavior in hookups. It’s raw and chaotic, kind of matching the unpredictable lifestyle he’s describing.

Next, he starts flexing again—his jewelry costs ridiculous amounts. A pinky ring at 90 grand, earrings with six carats at 200 grand, and both an Escalade and a Lamborghini truck that each cost 200 grand. When he says “ten hundreds in,” that’s another way of saying he dropped a million in cash. He’s really just driving the point home: he’s rich, and he spends like it.

Things take a darker turn when he describes someone getting ambushed in a car and badly hurt. He talks about popping a Xanax bar and getting so out of it that he couldn’t even do basic math. Then he mentions accidentally overpaying for a pint of Actavis (a high-end lean drink), but his plug is so real, he might buy it back. That shows trust and connection in his circle.

He remembers making his first hundred thousand and losing his mind a bit—like he didn’t know how to handle the success. Then he asks around for “blue M-boxes,” which are pills, and says he needs a big quantity, showing he’s deep into this lifestyle. He jokes about wearing oversized clothes while carrying tons of cash, suggesting he’s got money on him constantly.

He calls out people acting soft or fake, and talks about a past shooting where someone was hit with an old Kalashnikov (AK), and it left a big hole. Then he gets serious—someone wants revenge on him for something his little brother did. Instead of hiding, he’s ready to go to war. But he also points out that war costs money—it’s not just about guns and attitude, it’s about who can afford to keep going.

There’s a moment of emotion when he talks about missing his cousin but missing his brother even more. That family pain hits hard. Then he flexes again—his house is so big, it has a hundred doors, and he’s so high up in life, it’s like getting a nosebleed from the elevation.

Even with a girlfriend at home, he admits to sleeping around. He brags about his outfit from yesterday and says it was so nice he wants to wear it again but won’t. Then he mentions drinking soda once and deciding he didn’t like it, showing he tries things and moves on fast. He hears an echo and casually tells someone to close the door—just everyday life sprinkled into the madness.

He says trying to shoot a .45 left his shoulder sore, and he refuses oral s*x from a woman with a cold sore—another blunt, real-life moment. He asks what matters more—money or women—and says honestly, he chooses money. He’s all about profit, and everything he does is for the bag.

People assume he’s not carrying anything valuable because of his small pants pockets, but he laughs it off—he’s got a backpack and a duffel bag loaded with stuff. He name-drops Chrome Heart, a pricey designer brand, and compares himself to a loan shark—someone who lends money aggressively and always gets paid back.

To wrap it up, he says he could show ten million dollars if his phone wasn’t dead. Then he brings up a guy who got shot five years ago and is still dead—a way of saying violence has real, lasting effects. Finally, he ends by mentioning he’s still got some old Hi-Tech (a rare form of lean), and even though it’s aged and turned brown, it’s still potent. That’s how deep he is in the scene—down to every detail.