[Intro]
Clayco on the beat

[Chorus]
Brand new packs in (Packs in), I got brand new racks in, yeah (Racks in)
Rockstar, Marilyn Manson, yeah (Manson)
Yeah, lil' bitch, I'm tapped in, yeah
And my bitch she tapped in, yeah
Bitch I drip, high fashion, yeah
Catch my opp, he disappear and they don’t know what happened, yeah
Bitch, I came up on them racks, I can’t go back to trappin’, yeah
Chop sticks, sound like tap-dance, yeah
Bitch, we 'bout that action, yeah
My bitch got a fat ass, yeah, let me hit backwards
All I know is count cash and that my backwoods fatter

[Verse]
Yeah, lean all in my bladder
Count that shit up, count it backwards
This ho' said she like my pants, I told that bitch I didn't ask her
Yeah, bitch, my ice Alaska, and she count too slow, told her, "Count it faster"
Drеads hang long like that n***a Slash, man
And these n***as my sons so thеy not no bastards
Yeah, cash, I ran it up, man, I been had that bitch and I'm done with her
My boy always ride with his gun, can't have fun with him
We always turnt, lil' bitch, no, you can't come with us
We in here turnt, lil' bitch, no, you can't fuck with us
Smoke me a blunt just to get me my focus up
Bitch so bad that I can't even focus, bruh
She suck me up and I just keep on smokin', bruh
[Chorus]
Brand new packs in (Packs in), I got brand new racks in, yeah (Racks in)
Rockstar, Marilyn Manson, yeah (Manson)
Yeah, lil' bitch, I'm tapped in, yeah
And my bitch she tapped in, yeah
Bitch I drip, high fashion, yeah
Catch my opp, he disappear and they don’t know what happened, yeah
Bitch, I came up on them racks, I can’t go back to trappin’, yeah
Chop sticks, sound like tap-dance, yeah
Bitch, we 'bout that action, yeah
My bitch got a fat ass, yeah, let me hit backwards
All I know is count cash and that my backwoods fatter