[Intro]
When you be winnin', can't make no mistakes
Go
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Got off my ass, put them racks in the safe
Where is the scale? I'm back trappin' today
I'm gettin' back in that action today
I can't see these lil' n***as, the racks in the way, uh
Can't see these lil' n***as, the racks in the way, yeah
Can't see these lil' n***as, the racks in the way
Promise I won't take my foot off the brakes
We makin' a profit, not makin' mistakes
Knew these n***as was haters, just look at they face
But play with the gang, bitch, it's prices to pay
Boy, I been on this shit, they just caught on it late
And I spit the shit that the streets can relate
N***as speak on the gang for some clout and the fame
Get you shot in your mouth, lil' bitch, watch what you say
What a hell of a vibe, havin' sex in LA
It's 2 in the mornin', I'm drinkin' a trey
I walked in the club, left the drop in valet
Once I get the drop, I'll scoot up right away

[Verse]
Just to get 'em erased, get my killas a raise
It ain't shit but some guap, get it back in a day
And I'm back in the action, got backends on backends
I like to ride with the top back in the day
And I'm zoomin' to the money at a very fast pace
She a real bad bitch, I'ma nut on her face
We gon' knock a n***a off and don't leave no trace
I'm a high-class n***a, smoke weed, sip drank
Yeah, ran up the racks, I came straight from the bottom
I feel like I'm Ghost 'cause I'm smokin' this throttle
Never gon' switch with my hand on the Bible
Stop fuckin' that bitch, now that ho suicidal
Fuck all the opps, we gon' pop at the rival
I'm the man on the block, that's 'cause I'm a survivor
Sellin' gas at the spot, I just got a new pack
And it's movin' so fast, man, them bags goin' viral
I can't talk on no phone 'cause the feds, they be listenin'
You come and get twenty, I'm droppin' the ticket
I eat like I'm greedy, I got what you need
And I'm feelin' like Jeezy, my n***a, let's get it (Yeah)
Got FN on me, and the bullets, they Crippin'
A lot of n***as switched up, I ain't doin' no trippin'
'Fore the rap shit, I was a fool in the kitchen
'Fore the rap shit, I was packin' tools on missions
Scooter Gang, stick got a lot of ammunition
We gon' put him on the news since he dyin' for attention
I'ma get a n***a whacked, I ain't doin' no dissin'
I really got a sack, dawg, did I forget to mention?
Whole team got racks, yeah, n***a, over dissin'
But I remember back when I ain't have a pot to piss in
I just pop another pill, I don't wait for it to kick in
Bought a new Benz just to fuck a n***a's bitch in
[Chorus]
Got off my ass, put them racks in the safe
Where is the scale? I'm back trappin' today
I'm gettin' back in that action today
I can't see these lil' n***as, the racks in the way, uh
Can't see these lil' n***as, the racks in the way, yeah
Can't see these lil' n***as, the racks in the way
Promise I won't take my foot off the brakes
We makin' a profit, not makin' mistakes
Knew these n***as was haters, just look at they face
But play with the gang, bitch, it's prices to pay
Boy, I been on this shit, they just caught on it late
And I spit the shit that the streets can relate
N***as speak on the gang for some clout and the fame
Get you shot in your mouth, lil' bitch, watch what you say
What a hell of a vibe, havin' sex in LA
It's 2 in the mornin', I'm drinkin' a trey
I walked in the club, left the drop in valet
Once I get the drop, I'll scoot up right away
(Right away, right away, right away, right away)