[Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
I got racks with a gat 'cause my pockets really swollen
When she dip with the split and I really heard she swallow
Like the flick of my wrist, got a ass, work in motion
When I pull out the racks, got her wet like an ocean
I got ones, I got ones, I got ones, I got ones
I got ones, I got ones, I got ones (I'ma throw it on 'em)
I got ones, I got ones, I got ones, I got ones
I got ones, I got ones, I got ones (I'ma throw it on 'em)

[Verse 1: Tyla Yaweh]
I made a lotta millions off of rap
This little mama try to take my sack
I told her that she gotta throw it back
If she got a problem, yeah, she gotta solve that
I told little mama, yeah, freak my shit
Drive the boat, little mama, yeah, she stay gettin' lit
2-2-3 make you bleed, hit your chest, take a knee
Stay ten toes on my feet, counting racks, celery
Yeah, I just made a touch down, you hatin' 'cause I'm up now
This bitch, she just have bust down, she gonna suck me up now
I'm up a hundred figures, stay litty with my n***as
I'm fuckin' on your sister, I pass it to my n***as

[Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
I got racks with a gat 'cause my pockets really swollen
When she dip with the split and I really heard she swallow
Like the flick of my wrist, got a ass, work in motion
When I pull out the racks, got her wet like an ocean
I got ones, I got ones, I got ones, I got ones
I got ones, I got ones, I got ones (I'ma throw it on 'em)
I got ones, I got ones, I got ones, I got ones
I got ones, I got ones, I got ones (I'ma throw it on 'em)
[Verse 2: DDG]
DDG be poppin' off, relationship is on and off
So shorty finna suck me off 'cause she know I'm a fuckin' boss (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I ain't even gotta talk, she off the molly, snorting chalk
Order me a Rolls Royce, they finna come and drop it off (Cheah)
Blew shorty back out, she told she gon' walk it off (Uh-huh)
I be on Rodeo blind shoppin', I don't check the cost
Any bitch that pass me up, I promise that's your fuckin' loss (Bitch)
You ain't even got no good pussy, I was going soft (Ha ha)
He was talkin' tough, his mistake, (Yeah, chea, ayy)
Thirty on the head for the snakes (Yeah, chea, boom)
If I'm in the club, hoes gon' need a rake
I got six bad hoes in the Wraith, yeah (Bow bow bow)

[Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
I got racks with a gat 'cause my pockets really swollen
When she dip with the split and I really heard she swallow
Like the flick of my wrist, got a ass, work in motion
When I pull out the racks, got her wet like an ocean
I got ones, I got ones, I got ones, I got ones
I got ones, I got ones, I got ones (I'ma throw it on 'em)
I got ones, I got ones, I got ones, I got ones
I got ones, I got ones, I got ones (I'ma throw it on 'em)