Got racks in my jeans I just left the bank
Don't ask what I'm doing or how much I make
Big dog in the trap you know I got rank
Walk in that bitch and I'm smelling like dank
Bench press hundreds lil bitch I got weight
Finesse a f*ck nigga lil bro took the bait
F*ck on his bitch then I gotta skate
Run straight to the money I cannot be late
Still thumbing though hundreds so niggas gone hate
Play wit the gang we gone run in yo place
Run in yo shit aim that trip at yo face
Slime a f*ck nigga I still beat the case
Gave racks to my momma and told her we straight
Finna hop in a jet going state to state
I came wit my brothers this shit ain't gone change
Aye
Got racks in my jeans I just left the bank
Don't ask what I'm doing or how much I make
Big dog in the trap you know I got rank
Aye
I put a f*ck nigga in his place
Still totting bands keep it in a safe
Rockstar nigga you cannot replace