[Chorus: Mari Mac]
Tryna see how much racks can fit in the duffle
Nigga  just to get the bag, I might work it double
Lotta  fake shit, niggas acting like they love you
And when you start getting money, that nearly get you puzzled
Yeah that bitch so bad, had to get that ass a muzzle
Broke  a highlight shooting like a huddle
Get  the racks nigga, and remain humble
Only nigga getting racks, watch your gang crumble
Watch  [?]
[?]
I like pouring Codeine just to watch it bubble
And I heard [?]
I might hit it once, and block it like [?]
Any  nigga talking about me, we send him under
[?]

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
And we don't like to fuss no more
My nigga shoot 30 like a Perkeset
Say your name, these bitches never forget
I ran it up, but did some shit I regret
I see my mama drop a chair, I ran up a cheque
I told these bitches "run it up", I don't want the sex
I'm never buying shit from bitches, I feel like the spes
Any niggas acting like bitches, these niggas be pressed
Fuck niggas be losers [?], looking like a cooler
[?] chooser
Imma double up, let my niggas school ya
I did it all, had bands in the [?]
[?] we don't stand
[?]
We be talking money, shit these niggas can't stand
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