Arguing with my bitch going back and fourth
I don't even care no more I don't wanna talk
I'm getting racks lil bitch I'm on another level
I be higher then the president, I ain't no regular civilian
Let all them blues in the safe stack to the ceiling
Put that boy on the news, bitch, bitch, that a killing
Waking up, getting high, off the lean, yeah, that's a wonderful feeling
Waking up, put racks in my safe, yeah, that's a wonderful feeling
She off drugs, yeah, it's a mosh pit in the building
I'm throwing ones, she throwing ass to the ceiling
She rocking red bottoms, so I call that bitch lil' bloody Mary
I got a bitch tryna suck my cock, but she can't speak no English
Stacking my racks all the way to my f*ckin sky, I ain't never fit in
Niggas don't want no smoke, he ain't come outside, he ain't stand on business
I'm doing 180 on I-95, my bitch, she said I'm trippin
I don't even get no f*cks, I don't even get no f*cks
I walk in balenci, balenci, balenci I'm spending the racks the racks
I walk in balenci I walk in balenci
I walk in balenci, balenci, balenci I'm spending the racks the racks
Spending all my problems away, yeah, that's where that money for
I'm in my zone, I'm with a bad bitch, said look what that money do
Looking back at it, nigga, I was broke, them bitches wouldn't even look at you
Except I'm older and I'm having racks lil bitch can't tell me nothing
If it ain't bout no racks, lil bitch then that ain't no discussion
Don't let me catch him at the bus stop I'ma get the bussin
Iphone ringing no I ain't no bossman dlow but my chain blinging
I be in and out the trap, selling bags wit it
I be all across the map, I be trafficking
I'm a real trap, nigga, I'll serve you anything you need
I'm a real trap, nigga, I'll serve you a dime, I'll serve you a P
Three bad bitches, I'm in a vip or call it the VIP
I'm throwing ones she finna catch it yeah up in the ceiling
She a freak bitch