[Verse]
Flipping them packs, up in the back
He wanna be me, don’t do that
These boys going out sad
These boys going out wack
You wanna talk? I get you wacked
You wanna talk but my pockets fat
Fifteen, with them racks
And I'm most hated with them racks
How the fuck you do that?
That ho know that I'm in the trap
That's yo ho sitting on my lap
I'm finna beat the fuck out her cat, yuh
I'm like "Tdf, run it back"
I'm outside, I don't lack, yuh