[Intro: Lil Wintr]
My n***a Lil Stack with that good crack!
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Wintr]
Pulling up, I drop the top on you baby
Got no jumper, that's a rack if you pay me
Counting bands up, I'm matching 'em lately
"Oh my God, Wintr!", that's what they tell me
Pulling up, I drop the top on you baby
Got no jumper, that's a rack if you pay me
Counting bands up, I'm matching 'em lately
"Oh my God, it's Wintr!", that's what they tell me

[Verse 1: Lil Wintr]
Never switch up, I just wanna stack
Bitch I'm going up, never going back
Pull up to the scene, coupe, it's all black
Money running up, stacking up my racks
Numbers going up, they fuck with me now
Like my money long, they gon' ask me how
Catch me while I'm up, they gon' bring me down
Fuck all of this bro shit, I can't allow

[Verse 2: MARCELO]
Had to get my cut, do it just for fun
Had to get my piece, had to get my funds
Had to get away, yeah I need a week
Cannot stay forever, put these bands up on my team, yeah
Pulling up, we drop the top on you baby
All this ice up on my neck, it go crazy
Climbing up with Wintr, we gon' be crazy
We crazy, we crazy
[Verse 3: Despair]
We crazy, I'm always flexin'
Got all these bitches and they wanna date me
Never going down, I got my bands up
Don't come around, you'll get fucked up
Run it up, run it up, I cash a check, yeah
Bapes on my feet, you can't relate, yeah
Run it up, run it up, I cash a check, yeah
Bapes on my feet, you can't relate, yeah

[Verse 4: Hella Sketchy]
Gucci on my feet, nah, you can't relate
Got a brand new whip, got a brand new estate
You won't catch me in your city, I be in and out of state
Just wait, and my pockets feeling pink
Yeah my pockets feeling pink, yeah I'm with my fuckin' gang
Yeah my brody got a stick, and you know he let it bang, yeah
She just want my guap, she won't even get some change
Yeah, she give me good top while I'm racin' in a Range, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Wintr]
Pulling up, I drop the top on you baby
Got no jumper, that's a rack if you pay me
Counting bands up, I'm matching 'em lately
"Oh my God, Wintr!", that's what they tell me
Pulling up, I drop the top on you baby
Got no jumper, that's a rack if you pay me
Counting bands up, I'm matching 'em lately
"Oh my God, it's Wintr!", that's what they tell me