[Hook: Yurms]
Got a rack and ima stack it on a hill
I brought it back they tryna spend it on some pills
Feeling like zapata none my Parma’s got no chill
I don’t really know what that boy saying make him dip
Wet him all up whole juug not a sip
He just got bag on the wrong side of a zipper
First team all defense like I play for the clippers
I don’t like to talk but yo bitch tryna take a picture

[Verse: angelus]
Why the fuck you talking shit? You don't know me
Everybody fucking with me now you wanna love me
All up on my dick, little bitch, get off me
Old friends in the past, yeah they jealous, yeah they hate me
Spending racks, i can't stop
Always going up, going up, i can't flop
Smoke in my lungs, yeah i can't ever stop
Tell me are you real? Are you fake or not?

[Hook: Yurms]
Got a rack and ima stack it on a hill
I brought it back they tryna spend it on some pills
Feeling like zapata none my Parma’s got no chill
I don’t really know what that boy saying make him dip
Wet him all up whole juug not a sip
He just got bag on the wrong side of a zipper
First team all defense like I play for the clippers
I don’t like to talk but yo bitch tryna take a picture