[Intro]
(Chapo)

[Verse 1: Summrs]
To keep it all the way a hunnid, you look like a lick, dawg
To keep it all the way a hunnid, I ride with the big dawgs
My chain, my ring, my bling, they on lit, dawg
I ain't sippin' on drank to impress y'all
I could give a fuck about a ho n***a
Y'all n***as act like bitches
My n***as scorin' Tris
My n***as keep glizzies
I really am about my business
Countin' twenty up in a Track'
My uncle still havin' Act'
Man, that boy need a plaque
I'm havin' racks, boy, relax
I'll get ya ass extinct
Drop five on the damn mink
I'll beat the Lamb' in a Jeep
My bitches too unique
Sippin' codeine, help me breathe
Watch the Wock' drop like a leaf
Spend a bag, throw away receipts

[Verse 2: KanKan]
Spend a bag, throw away receipts
Big ass Draco, n***a, it's under the seat
Testin' your luck, n***a, end up deceased
I took a bad ho straight to the beach
In the Trackhawk Jeep, don't need no key
He want a verse, gotta order the fee
These lil' n***as broke tryna argue wit' me
And the crazy thing is, got his ho on my seat
Rino pulled up in that big body Rolls truck
Scored some drank, lil' n***a, finna go up
He sippin' fake Act', he finna throw up
N***a, your ho keep blowin' my phone up
Been had racks, n***a, perfect persona
If it ain't about racks, n***a, I'ma hang the phone up
Been sippin' drank, n***a, before Corona
Ain't cuffin' this ho, she just for the moment