[Intro]
Wake up Slayer
Yeah, yeah (Huh)
Yeah, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh (Slayworld soldier)
Yeah, yeah (Racks), racks on his head (Yeah)
Huh, ayy, uh-huh
Okay, okay (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
I just want the Perc', okay, okay, let's
Oh, oh
Just popped that Perc, oh (You slayed this one)

[Verse]
Popped a Perc', okay n***a, finna be up 'til the morning
Got tired of Saks n***a, now me and Wick walking up in Barneys
Mix the Act' with the Fanta, n***a, yeah, this shit, it got me slurring
Mix the Perc' with the lean, okay, and this shit got me soaring
Yeah, the K leave you snoring
In thе Tesla X n***a, I'm flooring it
If it ain't about racks, I'm ignoring it
Different ho еvery city like I'm touring
In the CLS, yeah, lil' foreign
Okay, n***a yeah, your whip boring
Rack on his head yeah, them shoes eight hundred
And the pack came in, yeah, from California
Talking that shit, have the gang do a drive-by
I'm in the O with lil' Khan at the Wawa
N***a, yeah, the draco make you go bye-bye
Me and lil' Goonie got the Percs, getting too high
Say you got racks, okay n***a, that's a lie
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Me and Vene in the goddamn Tesla
We stay at the bank like a goddamn teller
Fucking on his ho and she say I do it better
And I just copped new Maison Margiela
Racks coming in, add it up, yeah-yeah
What's in my cup and I'm sipping on, yeah
Sipping on Act', I ain't sipping no beer
Yeah, wrist look like a damn chandelier
Ayy, racks make his ass disappear
Ha, K hit his ass in the ear
[Outro]
Okay, yeah, hit his ass in the ear
Brand new Mason Mar- okay, K hit his ass in the ear, ayy
Racks make his ass disappear, uh-huh
Uh-uh, yeah
Racks get his ass outta here (Slayworld soldier)