[Intro]
Yeah, get in there, get in there, get in there, uh
Get in there, get in there, get in there, uh, get in there

[Chorus: ATL Smook]
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
My shooter pull up in a tank
Know you ain't having no rank
I'm smoking on za and it stank
I got some gas in the tank
I spent a thousand on drank
I spеnt a thousand on Dior
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just likе a bank

[Verse 1: ATL Smook]
All of my pockets stuffed-crust
Yellow Lamborghini, like 'tuss
VS1 diamonds they bussin, yeah
Diamonds real wet like a slut
Like a squirrel, just want me a nut
I'm a loose screw, probably wouldn't trust
V8 motor n***a, eat dust
I freestyle and light up a cuz
Blue hundreds on me banging cuz
I'm pouring red lean, I sip blood
Balenci' boot steppin' in mud
I'm a slimy lil n***a, free Thug
I got a cougar bitch, she look like Vivaca Fox
Just like Mike Tyson, I just want the box
The coupe in sports mode, just like some [?]
They know I'm wavy, I pop it a lot
Talk about Saks Fifth, I shop it a lot
Taking risks, gamble my life, yeah, a lot
Going all in, yeah I been whole pot
[?] the FN, it gon' take off his top
Fffff, beep, that's the money counter counting the guap
Rrrrr, that me pullin up in brand new Trackhawk
[Chorus: ATL Smook]
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
My shooter pull up in a tank
Know you ain't having no rank
I'm smoking on za and it stank
I got some gas in the tank
I spent a thousand on drank
I spent a thousand on Dior
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank

[Verse 2: Tony Shhnow]
All of my pockets stuffed-crust
Jimmy boy cuts, ice crush
Racks on me just like a bank
I spent a thousand on Bape
I spent a thousand on 'tussin in ones, show me what you gon' do for the paper
Racks on me just like a bank
I gotta slow down on the drank
I just mix the gumbo with the [?] and I'm having more propane than many King Hank
I could try to be faith, but I can't
& you sober right now, but I ain't
I just scored up exotic, they smell when I'm walkin through, I blow the gas, not the vape
And your bitch stick to me like tape
I might fuck around give her a tape
I'm smoking mimosa, I'm drinking mimosa, so I flew out the bay eating crepes
I just bust a bad butt, she say grace
She stingy with head, she stank face
My shooter cock back till it crank, I just pulled up with X when we ride in that tank
I'm smoking exotic, it stank, yo bitch wanna fuck the gang cause we got bank
[Chorus: ATL Smook]
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank
My shooter pull up in a tank
Know you ain't having no rank
I'm smoking on za and it stank
I got some gas in the tank
I spent a thousand on drank
I spent a thousand on Dior
Racks on me just like a bank
Racks on me just like a bank