​das #fax RIVEN

[Intro]
Ayy, Geo got the bands, huh?
Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah
Huh, huh

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm flexin', das fax
I'm 7'6' when I'm on my racks
I take his bitch now he need a map
I'm ballin', ayy, go check my stats
I'm smokin' dope, I'm smokin' that pack
Walk out the bank, wallet too fat
I'm goin' up, like I'm a jet

[Verse]
Damn, you pussy, you cat
Run that shit up, like it's a lap
I'm rockin' that Yeezy, I'm rockin' that Gap
I'm rockin' that VV, it shine like some glass
Yeah, ayy, I hop in that 'Rari
Wherever I'm at, I cannot go sober
Yeah, the racks, I'mma hold it
Ayy, yeah, my fits be the coldest
I'm countin' the racks, I'm countin' the paper, like, yeah, bitch, I fold it
I put the mo'fuckin' game in my hands, yeah, I'm 'bout to control it
Oh, yah, I'm countin' that shit, bitch
Ayy, yeah, I count that shit quickly
Yeah, I'm 'bout my business
I count it so quick, they put me in Guinness
Yeah, I keep a stack
You not that dope, you smokin' on crack
I run it up, I don't run track
I roll it up and I smoke the pack
Yeah (Yeah), I don't give a fuck (Fuck)
Bitch, I'm countin' my bucks (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm fine now I'm stuck (Stuck)
Everyday I'm goin' up (Ooh)
Did this shit, don't need no luck (No luck)
Racks, I know you don't got much (Yah)
You hate 'cause you is not us (Ooh, ooh)
Yeah, yeah