[Intro: Lord Reese]
(Runnin' 'round the city, juggin', I'm tryna fuck these racks up)
Huh? Cuzzo!

[Chorus: Lord Reese]
Runnin' 'round the city, juggin', I'm tryna fuck these racks up
Every time you see me, dawg, I don't need no backup
Fuckin' on this city girl, know why she wanna act up
Heard you said I fell off, well lord, n***a, I'm back up
N***as, they ain't gangtas, they pretenders, they just actors
Tryna get like my n***a, Earl gon' let me get my plaques up
Fuckin' up that ATM, I don't shop at H&M
Thirty thousand, Neiman Marcus, thirty thousand, Neiman Marcus

[Verse 1: Lord Reese]
Runnin' 'round linux, hit my lean and them I'm cashin' out
I just hit yo' bitch, then I bagged and got to spazzin' out
N***a think I don't like him, that does more, I got my fire on me
Try me like a dummy, n***a, you gon' catch this fire from me
Feelin' good, I'm feelin' great, I got all these n***as straight
I passed all my n***a' plates, we eatin' gold, who sayin' grace?
We gettin' money, hallelujah, movin' funny, bro gon' shoot ya'
We ain't got no time for hoe, we switch 'em out like switchin' clothes
Hold up, let me switch the flow, I'm gettin' money and n***as know
You ain't fly, yo' n***as broke, that's why they treat you like a hoe
Trappin' hard, don't have a hero, we just set that scale at 0
N***as think they drippin', dawg, well I can put that shit on, too
[Chorus: Lord Reese]
Runnin' 'round the city, juggin', I'm tryna fuck these racks up
Every time you see me, dawg, I don't need no backup
Fuckin' on this city girl, know why she wanna act up
Heard you said I fell off, well lord, n***a, I'm back up
N***as, they ain't gangtas, they pretenders, they just actors
Tryna get like my n***a, Earl gon' let me get my plaques up
Fuckin' up that ATM, I don't shop at H&M
Thirty thousand, Neiman Marcus, thirty thousand, Neiman Marcus

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
(Boat!)
I been runnin' out that sack, got a money fetish (Yeah, yeah)
I'm too rich for a sack, I don't carry letters (Yeah, yeah)
Walk around with black cars and a black Glock (Nah, nah)
Black made back, with bad bitches that suck my black cock (Oh, nah)
Bitch, it's boat, n***as, they know, they respect me (Oh, oh)
Used to be empty, ran up them Ms, now I'm sexy (No, no)
Woah, and my top down, I'm feelin' just like Kennedy (Oh, oh)
At it, and he try to send shots, we won't let it be (No, no)
They just wanna be so tough (No, no)
We know that ain't you (Oh, oh) (Ay, ay)
They gon' switch it up (Oh, oh)
When they realize I can't lose (Oh, oh)

[Chorus: Lord Reese]
Runnin' 'round the city, juggin', I'm tryna fuck these racks up
Every time you see me, dawg, I don't need no backup
Fuckin' on this city girl, know why she wanna act up
Heard you said I fell off, well lord, n***a, I'm back up
N***as, they ain't gangtas, they pretenders, they just actors
Tryna get like my n***a, Earl gon' let me get my plaques up
Fuckin' up that ATM, I don't shop at H&M
Thirty thousand, Neiman Marcus, thirty thousand, Neiman Marcus