[Intro: BBKnight]

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[Verse: BBKnight]

No doubt it's racks nigga

No doubt, that's that nigga

No doubt, I am that nigga

No cap rap, ain't no sap in it

We cool in the cut slime back with it

We done probably fucked on your bitch, yeah

That's facts nigga

BB put the back in the back in it

Quit playing, you ain't hard cause you trap nigga

Look at my gang, we all getting money

I could really put down this rap shit

But this mothafucker turned to a habit

I be getting my mothafuckin' back ends

Popeyes, eating my cabbage

Walk in the club, and this stripper on me

Try to buss, come here, let me smack it

In NY with the RD Helmut Lang down

With an '04 Raf jacket

Bad little mama, she thick in her ass with the Rick dress

And she Spanish

No doubt, I can tell I'm really getting better with this shit

So I pat on my back nigga

On your ass, can you think about that nigga

Yeah, I'm too official

Big bank, I'ma get bigger

Every month, I get richer

I'ma put a big ass rock in my fist, can't even tell if it's a crystal

Smoking my Shaq in the back

Get clapped if you niggas don't back up a little

Nigga, you ain't got no beef with me

Cause money ain't got no issues (yeah)

[Outro: BBKnight]

No doubt, yeah, no doubt

Yeah, no doubt, no doubt

No doubt

No doubt, it's racks nigga

No doubt, I am that nigga

Yeah, no doubt

No doubt, that's that nigga

Yeah, no doubt

Yeah, no doubt

Yeah, no doubt

Yeah, no doubt

Yeah, no doubt

That's racks nigga

That's racks nigga (fraa)

Yeah, no doubt

Uh, yeah