[Verse]
I'm wit’ the gang, for them racks (Aye)
Pop that bean, pop that X (Aye, pop that X)
That ho for the team, she give me sex (Aye)
I got bands, fuck my ex (Fuck my ex)
Lil' ho, you can't get a text (Aye)
Bitch on me, she caress
Got the work in, don’t need no rest, (Yeah), aye
If you ain't right, then you get left
Pour the Hi-Tech, like that boy Stef, yeah
Boy, my pockets fat, thought you knew that, yeah
Open up that door, I'm like, "Who that?" (Phew, phew, phew, phew)
Pull up in that Scat pack, and it's matte black (Yеah)
I got mad racks, aye
In the lab, like a muhfuckin' lab rat, ayе
That hoe let me beat up her cat, yeah
And you know I can't shop at Saks, yeah
Boy, I got that bag
Boy, I got them racks, yeah
Told him, "Get it back"
I'm with Zen and we up in LAX
You want a feat'? He get taxed
Talking on gang, you get whacked