Ooh, ooh

Yeah, racks jumpin' out the Porsche

jumpin' out the Porsche, Porsche (Skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)

Trap full of monkeys with banana clips of course

course (Haha, skrrt)

Racks on your head, trap house bump his head for sure, sure

Packs on my head

I'd rather hit the trap than tour, tour (Yeah)

Every time I see you

it look like you hate me more and more (Woah)

Just leave me ass alone to pour a four (Woah, woah)

I told her I'll leave you 'fore you ignore

If every word gon' count, you don't use yours

Woah, woah (Yeah) , shut up, bitch

Racks fat as fuck, my pockets fucked, I'm gon' need, bitch

Pourin' up a cup, I need the setup, bitch

I just wanna fuck, I'm tryna tell the bitch

Never quit, I been off the Perkies for like seven seconds

Six, seven bitches tryna cuddle with me

Dope fiends funded by the government

We keep on sendin' in and they gon' never quit

Pour another up, pour the function (Yeah)

Boy, that's a hunnid up, you'll never touch this (Woah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) , yeah, yeah

Racks finna flip again (Yeah, yeah)

Racks by the pot and pan (Yeah, yeah)

flippin' out the fuckin' Benz (Woah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)