[Chorus: BandGang Paid Will & Peezy]
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket
You lookin’ for that n***a, I'm the plug and the socket
Security know what's up, we gettin’ in with big rockets
Still havin' our way, these n***as sick they can't stop it
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket (Put my cup down, bitch)
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket (Yeah)
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket (Let's get it)

[Verse 1: Peezy]
Big racks bustin’ out my jeans
Junkies smokin’ in the crib, I just cussed out my fiend
Rap n***as fake, shit ain't always what it seem
I don’t drink it if it ain't sealed, bitch, I'm always sippin' clean (Drank)
Groupie hoes on me, got me feelin’ like I made it (Yeah)
'Bows of cookie in, I ain't talkin' Famous Amos (Loud)
Brodie off the chain, he gon' shoot it if he aim it
If your bitch wanna fuck with me, you can't blame her (Can't)
Freshest n***as in the whole club, we ain't playin' (No)
Pimp shit, all my bitches gotta go through training (Bitch)
Back the fuck back, you ain't my mans, I'll paint you (Yeah)
Raid vans, came with the tank 'cause we dangerous (Wow)
Lost my best friend, I ain't been the same since
If it don't take a two, then we ain't got the same bricks (Yeah)
You can't name a bitch on Instagram I ain't hit (Facts)
Fuck a bitch and her twin sister, I ain't shit
Bitch
[Chorus: BandGang Paid Will]
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket
You lookin' for that n***a, I'm the plug and the socket
Security know what's up, we gettin' in with big rockets
Still havin' our way, these n***as sick they can't stop it
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket (N***a)
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket (N***a)
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket (N***a)
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket

[Verse 2: BandGang Paid Will]
We on the road with it, never hesitate to get no money
Got my pole with me, n***a, while I'm droppin' off a bundle
If you ain't tied in my guys, then it's fuck you
Your mans doin' bad, you need to hit him with a couple
We comin' off the hip, I ain't even 'bout to tussle
You n***as probably got it, but you lookin' at the muscle
Can't sugarcoat, this comin' live from the struggle
They ain't even know I had fifty in the duffel
Racks on me, pick a pocket, you can choose, n***a
You ain't struggled than me, bet, you gon' lose, n***a
Spent a couple on the belt, and some shoes, n***a
Take somethin', get dropped, you know the rule, n***a
Trap all day and hit the club with the pros
I'ma put her on the blade, you fell in love with the ho
So muddy in my cup, we gon' light it up for sure
We just smoked a whole zip, still rollin' up some more, n***a
[Chorus: BandGang Paid Will]
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket
You lookin' for that n***a, I'm the plug and the socket
Security know what's up, we gettin' in with big rockets
Still havin' our way, these n***as sick they can't stop it (They mad, ain't they?)
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket (N***a)
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket (N***a)
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket (N***a)
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket (N***a)

[Outro: BandGang Paid Will]
N***a