[Chorus]

He talking that madness, we packing him up (Hey)

I drop on his ass with a bat, then he fucked

I’m dropping these racks on a rack for my slut, woah

Y’all niggas actually ass (Ha)

This shit, it’s all just a process like passing a law

You don’t trust the process, your ass finna fall

I been dropping these classics each time since last fall, ha (Haha)

[Post-Chorus]

Bitch, I been on flights everyday since last weekend

I’m walking dead off these pills, think I’m sleeping

Y’all the type niggas to hate for no reason

Lil nigga, fuck that shit, your tough talk, I don’t see it

I’ma hop in the whip, drop top, coliseum

Pop-pop, when I see him

I’ll Oliver Tree him

I’m all up in Neiman’s

Cop all while in Neiman’s (Hey, hey)

[Bridge]

Already know I am a demon (Woah, woah, woah)

Nigga, shut up (Slide, slide)

You know wе gon slide when we see him (Okay, hеy)

This shit art, it belong in museums (Talk)

And I ride with a chop when I see him (Pop, pop)

9 to 5 is your job (Hey, hey, hey)

905 with your mom

She gon give me some top in a Prius in the PM

[Verse 1]

Talk madness, it’s up, nigga

Ten racks in a month, nigga (Woah)

These digits, we stacking them up, nigga

We up in this bitch, we ran it amok, ha

I don’t give- fuck nigga

Nigga, I just said if you chat then it’s up

I just had to go get it, I’m after them bucks

You want work then minimum ten racks is a must, nigga (Okay)

[Chorus]

He talking that madness, we packing him up (Hey)

I drop on his ass with a bat, then he fucked

I’m dropping these racks on a rack for my slut, woah

Y’all niggas actually ass (Ha)

This shit, it’s all just a process like passing a law

You don’t trust the process, your ass finna fall

I been dropping these classics each time since last fall, ha

[Verse 2]

I smoke all this grass had me feeling like Jordan

I heard his new track had me feeling like Morgan (My ears)

In my bag, don’t fuck with my recording

Talk shit, I’m hitting him back with this glick and this .40

I’m shooting him back, we kill him, contort him

A fool with them racks, cop if I can afford it

Bitch, I’m in the VIP, very important

Know I’m taking beans up in various assortments (Hey, hey)

[Bridge]

Already know I am a demon (Woah, woah, woah)

Nigga, shut up (Slide, slide)

You know we gon slide when we see him (Okay, hey)

This shit art, it belong in museums (Talk)

And I ride with a chop when I see him (Pop, pop)

9 to 5 is your job (Hey, hey, hey)

905 with your mom

She gon give me some top in a Prius

[Verse 3]

Too many racks, the rubber band popped like it’s TNT

I don’t fuck with thots, so don’t DM me

I feel like Kendrick Lamar, bitch, this D ain’t free

He ain’t me, dnc, bitch

Pull the Glock out, big boom, leave you shaking

I walk around town, big boots, leave you quaking

Boy, what you sipping on? Fake lean? Boy, that’s Quake shit

Your bitch, when she see how the whole team win, she naked

Damn, I ain’t even touch 18 yet, that’s greatness

[Chorus]

He talking that madness, we packing him up (Hey)

I drop on his ass with a bat, then he fucked

I’m dropping these racks on a rack for my slut, woah

Y’all niggas actually ass (Ha)

This shit, it’s all just a process like passing a law

You don’t trust the process, your ass finna fall

I been dropping these classics each time since last fall, ha (Haha)

[Post-Chorus]

Bitch, I been on flights everyday since last weekend

I’m walking dead off these pills, think I’m sleeping

Y’all the type niggas to hate for no reason

Lil nigga, fuck that shit, your tough talk, I don’t see it

I’ma hop in the whip, drop top, coliseum

Pop-pop, when I see him

I’ll Oliver Tree him

I’m all up in Neiman’s

Cop all while in Neiman’s