[Intro]
Gotta wears my racks up
(Racks up)
(Racks up)
(Racks up)
(Racks up)

[Hook]
Aye, yeah, aye, yeah
Gotta wears my racks up (racks up, racks up)
Gotta wears my racks up (lets get it)
Gotta wears my racks up
Gotta wears my racks up

[Verse]
I don't really give a fuck about no bitch
But I really got run racks up
Seven thousands wild, gon with a bitch
Ride with a clip if a n***a act up
Drank in the hoe with the fifth but I'm too turned up
All I care about the bands (money)
Cause the fame don't really do much (for that shit)
I don't really care about a hoe right cause a n***a had none (for real)
In the trap we jumping, but we not allowed to smoke
This shit too bumping
An' 12 tried to run down my n***a, don't tell just tucking (tell that shit hurry up)
I told that hoe come down cause I know she fucking (she hoeing)
I felt like Rondo, I got head tho (yeah)
You bitches know that I'm the man tho (know it)
She allows follow on my channel (oh)
She stalk a n***a, she a fan tho (what)
She love a n***a understand tho (get it)
I'm really tryna get these bands bro (oh)
I feel the hate up in the air tho
Praying a n***a don't come near tho

[Hook]
Aye, yeah, aye, yeah
Gotta wears my racks up (racks up, racks up)
Gotta wears my racks up (ooh aye)
Gotta wears my racks up (ooh aye)
Gotta wears my racks up

[Verse 2]
Fuck what they talk about, I do it better
Can't fuck with these n***as, I know that they jelly
These n***as want war, call up my n***a cheddar
I got to get to it, I am not tryna settle
Fuck what they on, we gon do it better
Came from the bottom, I'm talking the gutter (gutter)
Fuck what they on ,they know there's no other