[Verse 1]
Yo' racks comin' in slowly
Bank keep comin' in, it's overflowin'
Bitch just wanna fuck me 'til the mornin'
Freak hoe suck my dick, she eat the whole thing
DND, ain't see it when you called, yeah, yeah (Woo)
That's the reason I don't really call you (Woo)
Fuck that hoe, I refer to her as old news (Woo)
N***as stealin' swag, ain't finna hold you (Woo)

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, bitch I thought I told you, "If I hurt your heart, you let me know"
I'm just tryna roll my dope up
This bitch done lookin' for closure

[Chorus]
Issey on my body, yeah
Big bankroll keep thumbin' (Skrrt)
I can't fumble on that munyun, yeah
My money ain't up for discussion (My money ain't up for discussion, yeah)
Twin new whip is flooded, yeah
My left wrist disgustin'
Grind like Tony Hawk, my cup on muddy
I seen more racks than you can think of

[Verse 2]
I'm fucking bad modеl hoes, you can't think of
Had to Bottega my boot, got my bread up
Twin asking mе for advice, "Keep your head up"
N***as ran off with my swag, but I let 'em
Who the fuck really you think could do better?
Evisu jacket, spent ten on my sweater
If I died right now, my twin gonna go get 'em
It's 'bout them racks, then bitch, I'ma go getter
Fuck from the back, tell that hoe, "Keep her head straight"
Bitch I'm on Percs, but I don't got no headache
Yeah, I had pop out at Neimans for Goyard
Then I fuck hoes and act like I don't know 'em
Momma told me, I'm a star, I went solar
Know that I got that hoe mad, I went global
I had to go Number (N)ine on my shirt
That's Number (N)ine, but I'm still ridin' dolo
Bitch, suck me up or you serve me no purpose
Glock got a dick for extension, no homo
Pussy keep talkin' on me, get him murked
My young n***as don't do this shit for no promo
Choppa bullets going for his home
I fell in love in love with money counter
I-I-I fell in love with countin' all these commas
(Yeah, yeah)
(This bitch got some problems, she ain't tryna solve 'em)
(Woo, woo)
(Woo, skrrt, skrrt)
[Pre-Chorus]
Bitch I thought I told you, "If I hurt your heart, you let me know"
I'm just tryna roll my dope up
This bitch done looking for closure

[Chorus]
Issey on my body, yeah
Big bankroll keep thumbin'
I can't fumble on that munyun, yeah
My money ain't up for discussion (My money ain't up for discussion, yeah)
Twin new whip is flooded, yeah
My left wrist disgustin'
Grind like Tony Hawk, my cup on muddy
I seen more racks than you can think of (I seen more racks than you can think of)

[Outro]
I seen more racks than you can think of, n***a (Woo, woo)
I seen more racks than you can think of, yeag