[Intro]
(Clayco on the beat)
Racks in, n***a, and I just spent them
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
New racks in and I just spent them
Dropped a band on Ricky bag
So I could put my shit in it
This bitch Michael Jackson bad
Yeah, I hope that she let me hit it
And you could say I’m rad, baby, when it comes to this shit
I’m sick just like a skater dude
All this dripping got you seasick
My jeans YSL, they waxed
All black drip to match this stick
Told that bitch, "I’ll see you later, dude"
Yeah, she ain’t even on shit

[Verse]
Quarantine got me shopping online for some new shit, new kicks
Looking at these bitches, they go stupid, true shit
Blue hundreds, they floating like a pool, bitch, true shit
And I could only fuck with me a bool bitch, true shit
Yeah, I’m water wet, lil' bitch, I’m floating like a cruise ship
This bitch sucking dick, she get to choking, tell her cool it
I could tell she only likes me 'cause my money and my music
I could tell she want be wifey, but lil bitch, no, I’m not cupid
[Bridge]
Not cuffing these bird ass bitch n***a, like

[Chorus]
New racks in, and I just spent them
Dropped a band on Ricky bag
So I could put my shit in this Michael Jackson bag
Yeah, I hope that she let me hit it
And you could say I’m rad, baby, when it comes to this shit
I’m sick just like a skater dude
All this dripping got you seasick
My jeans YSL, they waxed
All black drip to match this stick
Told that bitch - "I’ll see you later, dude"
Yeah, she ain’t even on shit
New racks in, and I just spent them
Dropped a band on Ricky bag
So I could put my shit in this Michael Jackson bag
Yeah, I hope that she let me hit it
And you could say I’m rad, baby, when it comes to this shit
I’m sick just like a skater dude
All this dripping got you seasick
My jeans YSL, they waxed
All black drip to match this stick
Told that bitch, "I’ll see you later, dude"
Yeah, she ain’t even on shit
[Outro]
She ain't even on shit
Yeah, later dude