[Chorus]
I want the money so I'ma go get it
Been had racks, you still ain't did it
Racks sit on me like a mofuckin' bench
If it don't make paper then it don't make sense
Racks on me, ran it up from some cents
This clip on my mind and I think about life
In love with finessin', I wanna make it my wife

[Verse]
When I get to shootin', I ain't gon' miss twice
Put your life on the hit and I'm shootin' like dice
Glizzy get to bitin', bite like Mike Tyson
Just shoot it out, we too ugly to be fightin'
I got a K and it shot a n***a up
Ain't scared to go to jail, I don't give a fuck
If a n***a say it's up then it's up there
We on the fuck shit, we don't play fair
Tom Brady, in the air
He ain't gang, we up in there
Shit gets slippery and my n***as be slidin'
If it's go time then I'm ridin'

[Interlude]
I need racks
I'm talkin' 'bout racks
[Chorus]
I want the money so I'ma go get it
Been had racks, you still ain't did it
Racks sit on me like a mofuckin' bench
If it don't make paper then it don't make sense
Racks on me, ran it up from some cents
This clip on my mind and I think about life
In love with finessin', I wanna make it my wife