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Had to go stack up a few racks no trouble
I put that shit in the duffle
I get that shit by the double
I just might f*ck her but I never love her
Gotta step back hit that, like a three
Lil shawty got her wagon out, no G
And she tryna put it all on (Whew)
But we gotta keep the shit on the lowkey

Yea, package on package my nigga Im stackin
Yea, hundreds on hundreds my nigga keep rackin
Im the man you can check that nigga bet that
Hit ya bitch like a stepback nigga wet that
Nigga sleep niggas craftmatic with some bad habits
Got a chin imma jab at it nigga jab at it

Tryna pump these big racks all on my wallet, Tell a hater get out my pockets
Can't tell you niggas I'm sorry, might ride off with ya barbie
Tryna pump these big racks all on my wallet, Tell a hater get out my pockets
Can't tell you niggas I'm sorry, might ride off with ya barbie
Tryna pump these big racks all on my wallet, Tell a hater get out my pockets
Can't tell you niggas I'm sorry, might ride off with ya barbie
Tryna pump these big racks all on my wallet, Tell a hater get out my pockets
Can't tell you niggas I'm sorry, might ride off with ya barbie

Wit two middle fingers say f*ck all you haters
I step over niggas with new alligators
Don't think bout the cost imma think bout it later
I hop on a track and I slide like a skater
Had visions of rockin the cover of fader
Don't rock no Lacoste I Givenchy a hater
I'm sum like a boss but I stack like a banker
Rockin them colors I look like a banger
Pull up in chucks man I look like a Taylor
Incredible Hulk in my cup with them swingers
Me and JWood in here cookin up bangers
Verses so cold and that hook is so dangerous
Rollin that purple I'm feeling amazing
Heat in the booth got the microphone blazing
Reppin the deuce and the nine til I'm faded
ATM2 on the way bitch we made it

Tryna pump these big racks all on my wallet, Tell a hater get out my pockets
Can't tell you niggas I'm sorry, might ride off with ya barbie
Tryna pump these big racks all on my wallet, Tell a hater get out my pockets
Can't tell you niggas I'm sorry, might ride off with ya barbie
Tryna pump these big racks all on my wallet, Tell a hater get out my pockets
Can't tell you niggas I'm sorry, might ride off with ya barbie
Tryna pump these big racks all on my wallet, Tell a hater get out my pockets
Can't tell you niggas I'm sorry, might ride off with ya barbie

She looks like a stallion she havin and havin
That red and white like Todoroki
They said I would be shit like Deku but
I'm comin straight out the jungle like Broly
I got a few sins I go get some cleanse
I stay with the knights like I'm holy
The drip never end it only begin
I stay wit my circle like rollie
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Had to go stack up a few racks no trouble
I put that shit in the duffle
I get that shit by the double
I just might f*ck her but I never love her
Gotta step back hit that, like a three
Lil shawty got her wagon out, no G
And she tryna put it all on (Whew)
But we gotta keep the shit on the lowkey

Yea, package on package my nigga Im stackin
Yea, hundreds on hundreds my nigga keep rackin
Im the man you can check that nigga bet that
Hit ya bitch like a stepback nigga wet that
Nigga sleep niggas craftmatic with some bad habits
Got a chin imma jab at it nigga jab at it

Tryna pump these big racks all on my wallet, Tell a hater get out my pockets
Can't tell you niggas I'm sorry, might ride off with ya barbie
Tryna pump these big racks all on my wallet, Tell a hater get out my pockets
Can't tell you niggas I'm sorry, might ride off with ya barbie
Tryna pump these big racks all on my wallet, Tell a hater get out my pockets
Can't tell you niggas I'm sorry, might ride off with ya barbie
Tryna pump these big racks all on my wallet, Tell a hater get out my pockets
Can't tell you niggas I'm sorry, might ride off with ya barbie

Wit two middle fingers say f*ck all you haters
I step over niggas with new alligators
Don't think bout the cost imma think bout it later
I hop on a track and I slide like a skater
Had visions of rockin the cover of fader
Don't rock no Lacoste I Givenchy a hater
I'm sum like a boss but I stack like a banker
Rockin them colors I look like a banger
Pull up in chucks man I look like a Taylor
Incredible Hulk in my cup with them swingers
Me and JWood in here cookin up bangers
Verses so cold and that hook is so dangerous
Rollin that purple I'm feeling amazing
Heat in the booth got the microphone blazing
Reppin the deuce and the nine til I'm faded
ATM2 on the way bitch we made it

Tryna pump these big racks all on my wallet, Tell a hater get out my pockets
Can't tell you niggas I'm sorry, might ride off with ya barbie
Tryna pump these big racks all on my wallet, Tell a hater get out my pockets
Can't tell you niggas I'm sorry, might ride off with ya barbie
Tryna pump these big racks all on my wallet, Tell a hater get out my pockets
Can't tell you niggas I'm sorry, might ride off with ya barbie
Tryna pump these big racks all on my wallet, Tell a hater get out my pockets
Can't tell you niggas I'm sorry, might ride off with ya barbie

She looks like a stallion she havin and havin
That red and white like Todoroki
They said I would be shit like Deku but
I'm comin straight out the jungle like Broly
I got a few sins I go get some cleanse
I stay with the knights like I'm holy
The drip never end it only begin
I stay wit my circle like rollie
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Writer: ADRIAN SHONDELL GARDNER, JUSTIN WOODARD
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