[Intro]
Mr. 556

[Chorus]
Ayy, I just want some new racks (Some new ones)
Bad bitch, she slim thick and she cute in the face, she just want some new tracks (Some new ones)
Fuck n***a thought he was gon' get off first, shot his brother, he ain't know that I blew back (Like, "What?")
Put this dick in her heart, know she fealt that (She felt it)
He say he want smoke, can't spark that (Spark it)
You gon' be the first one to drop, n***a, bet that (Bet it)
This shit in me, not on me, can't teach that (No cap)
Run in your shit, we gon' look where the safe at (For real)
This Glock like mass, you can run up and taste that (Taste it)
Fish Fry Gang, n***a, we push your shit back (Flexin')
Flex on the 'Gram, we pull up and take that (Take it)
One in the head, bitch, I ain't gotta cock back (No cock-back)
I blow this bitch, sit back and I relax (Relax)

[Bridge]
Come get your bitch, headfirst she gon' throw that (She gon' throw it)
I'm Michael Phelps in that water, can't drown there (Can't drown)
I throw up Bragg' wherever I post at (Wherever)
Bitch, I'm not regular, but they already knew, yeah (They knew)
Nike Dunks on, tryna hoop, where the opps at?
Keep it low-key, tryna duck from the narcs, man (No cap)
[Interlude 1]
No cap, man
Damn

[Verse]
I swear this shit gettin' ridiculous (Ridiculous)
Half these n***as be cap-rappin', they ain't 'bout action, I swear that they scared to get in this shit (Like, "What?")
Free Fatz, he doin' time, bitch, he innocent
Don't be outside, bend the corner, we hittin' shit (We hittin' shit)
Bitch, I go broke, mask up and I'm robbin' shit (Robbin' shit)
Backdoor gang, you get robbed if you not with it (No cap)
Ain't gotta question the guys, know we all with it (No rap)
I got a Sprite, man, I pour me some Wock' with it (Let's go)
That opp bich turnt, gave me drop, some top with it (Some top with it)
She out of her mind, she said she wanna rock with us (No way)
Still in the bricks even though I know this shit risky (This shit risky)
Bitch, I get mad, my chop real busy (Busy)
N***as get shot and they tell, why you dizzy? (Like, "What?")
Fish Fry Gang, don't get caught out here bullshittin'

[Interlude 2]
No cap, man, Danube Lane finest
Fish Fry Gang, you know how the fuck we comin', don't pull down that lane bullshittin'
N***as know how the fuck we rockin', Mr. 556 put that lane on the map
Let's go
[Chorus]
Ayy, I just want some new racks (Some new ones)
Bad bitch, she slim thick and she cute in the face, she just want some new tracks (Like, "What?")
Fuck n***a thought he was gon' get off first, shot his brother, he ain't know that I blew back (Come here)
Put this dick in her heart, know she fealt that (She felt it)
He say he want smoke, can't spark that (Let's spark it)
You gon' be the first one to drop, n***a, bet that (Backseat)
This shit in me, not on me, can't teach that (Can't teach that)
Run in your shit, we gon' look where the safe at (Come on)
This Glock like mass, you can run up and taste that
Fish Fry Gang, n***a, we push your shit back (Flexin')
Flex on the 'Gram, we pull up and take that (Take that)
One in the head, bitch, I ain't gotta cock back (No cock-back)
I blow this bitch, sit back and I relax

[Outro]
Let's go
Mr. 556, Mr. 556
Mr. 556, Danube Lane finest