[Intro]
2-17 on the track, man
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, Lil Pump
Yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh
Huh, yeah, huh, brrt
Ayy, brrt, yeah, brrt, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah)
Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah, yeah)
Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh (Huh)
Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh (Brrt, brrt)
All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah, yeah)
Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh
Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh
[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah
I fuck that bitch in a Cadillac, ooh
After that she didn't know how to act, ooh (Huh)
Back then I used to be quarterback (Brrt)
Go to the bank and I pull out a hunnid racks
Put the AR in the trunk of my Pontiac
Want me fo' show, bitch, I'm chargin' 'bout fourty bands (Brrt)
I'm in the trap and I'm shippin' out hella packs (Damn)
Diamonds dance so crazy, ooh
Your diamonds so fugazi (Brr), ooh
Been sellin' crack since the eighties (Yeah, yeah), yeah
I just bought a brand new Mercedes, huh
In the kitchen whippin' up babies, ooh
In the kitchen whippin' up baby, yeah
And I got a bitch named Hailey, huh
And I got a bitch named Hailey (Brr)

[Chorus: Lil Pump & Lil Yachty]
All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah)
Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah, yeah)
Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh (Huh)
Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh (Brrt, brrt)
All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah, yeah)
Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh
Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah (Lil Boat)
Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh (Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat)
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Young rich n***a need a dick rub (Uh)
Hit it from the back, make her jump like a hiccup
Bang, bang, bang, like ya knockin' on the front door
Bitch brown skin like a mo'fuckin' fronto
Used to post at the Citgo, uh
Now I got chips in the Citgo, uh (Yeah)
Now I got a wrist like igloo, huh
And it glow like a disco ball (Brr)
Bih, bend it over like your shoe's untied
Side bitch still got an iPhone 5
Main bitch still got an iPhone 7
Still caught a Uzi, pistol, chrome MAC-11
Still fuck a n***a main bitch while I got my own bitch
And I bet I still make it up to Heaven, uh (Yeah, yeah)
I'ma have a kid just to dress him up in Gucci
To the seven, goddamn, I'm a reverend
Lil Boat, Lil Pump

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah)
Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah, yeah)
Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh (Yeah)
Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh (Brrt, brrt)
All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah, yeah)
Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh
Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh