[Intro]
(Keep it up Sharkboy!)
(This is a YP exclusive)
We get fucked up, uh
We get fucked up, uh
We get fucked up, uh
I got racks now, yea they think I lucked up
Ha! Lucked up, yea they think I-
Uh, ay

[Verse]
In my bag, I'ma spend it
Bitch, them racks, we getting
Yea, that cake we getting, yea
We not the same, we different
Bitch, we winning
I'm on 'Oxy, I'm winning, uh
She on Molly, she sinning
This a Z06, we sittin' in
Some of my n***as, they still in the kitchen
I stayed the samе nah, I ain't switchin'
Most of these Glocks, yea, thеy came with switches
Most of these n***as, they act like bitches
Most of these Glocks, they came with extensions
Boy, keep me out your mentions
Put Codeine over these women
I'm too high, I feel it
Get too high, like-
Too high, feel like a villain
N***a, we forever killing em'
And I run that money up, just run it like an athlete
Fuck 12, yea they on my ass, but fuck it, they can't catch me
And I score my own drank, so n***a, you can't tax me
FN turn this bitch into a track meet

[Outro]
Yea, FN turn this bitch right to a track meet
FN turn this bitch into a track meet, uh, uh
Uh, uh, yea, my n***a, catch me
Tax me
That bitch, you can't tax me
Catch me