[Intro: Hella Sketchy]
I just like the sound of it
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Hella Sketchy]
Ridin' 'round with a rack on me, lil' bitch
And I got the pack on me, take a whiff
S2K, pull up, give your bitch a lift
Stick up with a scope, empty out the full clip
You say that's your bitch, well, I think that you are wrong
Why she sendin' pics, nothin' on, just a thong
Fuck everybody fuckin' with me to get on
Ten band lick, hit the juug and then I'm gone

[Verse 1: Hella Sketchy]
Lately I've been feelin' so alone
But I can't complain 'cause I've been runnin' up the dough
Pop another perc and now it got me movin' slow
I can never switch up on my gang, yeah, you should know
Bitch, I'm in a HazMat, tell me where the gas at
I'mma get the cash back, shawty, you can grab that
Bitch, leave me 'lone, I'mma do this by myself
Made it where I'm at and I did it with no help
Failure was never an option for me
God on my side, I'm a boss with the team
Dress to impress, yeah, I'm only seventeen
Couldn't wait to count up all this motherfuckin' green
[Chorus: Hella Sketchy]
Ridin' 'round with a rack on me, lil' bitch
And I got the pack on me, take a whiff
S2K, pull up, give your bitch a lift
Stick up with a scope, empty out the full clip
You say that's your bitch, well, I think that you are wrong
Why she sendin' pics, nothin' on, just a thong
Fuck everybody fuckin' with me to get on
Ten band lick, hit the juug and then I'm gone

[Verse 2: Weiland]
And I got the racks on me, lil' bitch
Pull up to the club, see his bitch takin' pics
Glocky got a beam and it got a pair of tits
VVS my neck, Chrome Hearts on my wrist
Play this for your bitch, yeah, it's her favorite song
I don't want no sex, no, only want the dome
No new phone calls, got a new phone
In love with my .40, yeah, in love with the chrome
Tryna put my momma in a brand new home
Cannot trust a soul so I gotta move alone
Only smoke exotic, never smokin' homegrown
And I got the racks on me, lil' bitch
And I got a Glock on me, take a pic
And I got the racks on me
And I got the racks on me, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Hella Sketchy]
Ridin' 'round with a rack on me, lil' bitch
And I got the pack on me, take a whiff
S2K, pull up, give your bitch a lift
Stick up with a scope, empty out the full clip
You say that's your bitch, well, I think that you are wrong
Why she sendin' pics, nothin' on, just a thong
Fuck everybody fuckin' with me to get on
Ten band lick, hit the juug and then I'm gone