[Intro: Friyie]
Reflectin', I’m steady thinkin' 'bout it ’cause I never really had shit, yeah
Put the money in the baggage, shit
Put the money in the bag now, uh-huh, shit
Reflectin', I'm steady thinkin' 'bout the times I never really had shit, yeah
Put the money in the bag now, yeah
Now I'm back up in my bag now, yeah, mhm, shit, mhm

[Chorus: Friyie]
Gettin' to the racks, gettin' to the racks
This shit all facts, this shit all facts
Where my bread at? Better pay me tax
On the road, no tacks, on the go, can’t catch me
This shit all facts, we can put this shit on wax
This shit all facts, we can put this shit on wax
On the road, no tacks, yeah, on the go, can’t catch me
But this shit all facts, put this shit on wax, yeah

[Verse 1: Friyie]
Where they at? Where they at? Uh
I was lookin' for them, can’t find where they at, uh
Put in work and see the milage on the dashboard
Check the score, I put the numbers on the stats, uh
I been up, no sleep
Twenty-five, that's weak, hey
Thirty bands on me
I don't wanna peak, yeah
Put twenty on the re, ayy
Now my line jumpin'
I’ma throw it up, from fifty to a hundred, uh
[Chorus: Friyie]
Gettin' to the racks, gettin' to the racks
This shit all facts, this shit all facts
Where my bread at? Better pay me tax
On the road, no tacks, on the go, can't catch me
This shit all facts, we can put this shit on wax
This shit all facts, we can put this shit on wax
On the road, no tacks, yeah, on the go, can't catch me
But this shit all facts, put this shit on wax, yeah

[Verse 2: NorthSideBenji]
I don't even know why n***as try
I move to the street up in the five
I don't even listen to these guys
Tired of these mediocre rhymes, but it's good to be alive
RIP my slime
Nothin' on my wrist, yet I have free aid for the time
Still up on my shit, this ain't no free, I gotta buy
Keep a couple sticks, this chain ain't free, you gettin' flied
Put that on my guys

[Chorus: Friyie]
Gettin' to the racks, gettin' to the racks
This shit all facts, this shit all facts
Where my bread at? Better pay me tax
On the road, no tacks, on the go, can't catch me
This shit all facts, we can put this shit on wax
This shit all facts, we can put this shit on wax
On the road, no tacks, yeah, on the go, can't catch me
But this shit all facts, put this shit on wax, yeah
[Outro: Friyie]
Reflectin', I'm steady thinkin' 'bout the times I never really had shit, yeah
Now I'm back up in my bag now, yeah, mhm, mhm, mhm