[Chorus: RX Hector]
Hundred racks in the Goyard, I wake up and put the shit on any occasion
Seem like every time a n***a re-up, I gotta go back again, yeah
I make the pack touch down like Brady, I make the pack touch down like Pat
I spent a twenty on a brick, sent it to Cincinnati, came back with a eighty
I'm in the booth, two twins, I put them on an anejo, I'm slammin' them crazy
I just jumped back from a bid, they counted me out, I came home and said
Fuck you, and pay me, Trackhawk, geeked up bad, I jump in that bitch, do the dash on any occasion
Coulda did a n***a bad, wiped him down for the cash, but I'd rather serve him for the paper

[Verse 1: YTB Fatt]
Coulda did a n***a bad, wipe him down for thе cash, but I'd rather serve him for thе money
I'm in the booth, some killers, I put them on a thirty thousand lick, they went crazy
We trapping hard like the '80s, double cup, Wockhardt, Tiny my baby, I got the blitz wherever I go
Every time it's a show, they get paper, I beat the trench, escaped it, pocket stuffed full of bacon

[Verse 2: RX Hector]
Yeah, pocket stuffed full of eighty
Coupe, red gut, look like I'm hot sauce when I be countin' up the chicken
I pull up and serve a n***a, then I'm dippin', we out the scene, blood to eat with shells on the floor
The blood ain't comin', no Christian, investin' in couches, cause we sayin' trench and the Chanel C's complimentin' my pimp
We turn up on any occasion, we go up on any occasion, a hundred on any occasion
Big drug, Hect' Chop, send shit to the doctor, I hope he don't make it to Grady
We creatin' big steppers, put a dog kennel on the east, he take out the guys on a leash
I could've been signed a deal, but I'm already bussin, got two hundred on me in public
I don't know why, but I kept all the money in doors, they love when I flex, they money
Courtside at the Hawk, higher than Georgia Power, on they Gumbo flavor
[Verse 3: YTB Fatt]
Courtside, two white bitches, McFlurry, big boy TRX, I hit the curves
I got the muscle, pullin' up at the shows, big boy V like a truck, ten girls
Make the bitches hold the switches, three or four white bunnies with me, I'm pimpin
I got like thirty partners with me Crippin', I got like thirty bitches with me sippin'
Benz truck pull up, bounce, and make bad business, will he tell it? I'm just curious
I leave bitches' eyes teary

[Chorus: RX Hector]
Hundred racks in the Goyard, I wake up and put the shit on any occasion
Seem like every time a n***a re-up, I gotta go back again, yeah
I make the pack touch down like Brady, I make the pack touch down like Pat
I spent a twenty on a brick, sent it to Cincinnati, came back with a eighty
I'm in the booth, two twins, I put them on an anejo, I'm slammin' them crazy
I just jumped back from a bid, they counted me out, I came home and said
Fuck you, and pay me, Trackhawk, geeked up bad, I jump in that bitch, do the dash on any occasion
Coulda did a n***a bad, wipe him down for the cash, but I'd rather serve him for the paper

[Outro: RX Hector]
Coulda did a n***a bad, wipe him down for the cash, but I'd rather serve him for the money
Just stripped a n***a ass, put the stick on his ass, but I'd rather serve him for the money
Yeah, yeah, hundred racks on me on any occasion
Yeah, could put a hundred on n***as on any occasion
Yeah, yeah, I'm in this bitch with the Fox
Yeah, straight out the joint, yeah
Spread out the box, yeah
Spread out the box, yeah
Shit on, on any occasion, yeah