Released on June 18, 2018

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[Chorus]

I just been thumbin' through racks, I'm sendin' them packs, we sendin' them back in

I'm in the back of the 'Bach, I'm smokin' relax, just broke a lil' backend

I'm sippin' on magic potion, hop in that Ghost, we put it in motion

A nigga used to be broke, we slept on the floor with the rats and the roaches

They steady callin' my phone, girl, leave me alone, bitch, I gotta focus

I heard he talkin' real bold so we finna blow, now he ain't got no head

He talkin' like he get dough so we finna score, now he ain't got no bread

She look at me like a ticket so we can't kick it, bitch, I got no legs


[Verse 1]

Boy, you know back in the days I used to push weight, I used to have both legs

And that lil' bitch in the way, I'm tryna get paid, I'm tryna get more checks

Tell that boy stay out the way 'cause I got a K, we aim it at your head

I'm on a hunt for the cake, I bust out the bank, lil' bitch, I got more bands

I got that Lindsay, that Lohan

She suck my dick with like no hands

She ride the dick like a moped

I fell asleep off of more Xans

Hop in the V, hope I don't crash

I'm drippin' sauce, hope I don't splash

I took your bitch like a bandit, huh

Put it on somethin' that I don't smash

But that's automatic, this check automatic, that check automatic, yeah

Pop out with savage, I'm lettin' 'em have it, I grip on a ratchet

Put a price on his head, send shots and he dead, put him in a casket, yeah

We come from the wild, my niggas is wild, my park like Jurassic


[Chorus]

I just been thumbin' through racks, I'm sendin' them packs, we sendin' them back in

I'm in the back of the 'Bach, I'm smokin' relax, just broke a lil' backend

I'm sippin' on magic potion, hop in that Ghost, we put it in motion

A nigga used to be broke, we slept on the floor with the rats and the roaches

They steady callin' my phone, girl, leave me alone, bitch, I gotta focus

I heard he talkin' real bold so we finna blow, now he ain't got no head

He talkin' like he get dough so we finna score, now he ain't got no bread

She look at me like a ticket so we can't kick it, bitch, I got no legs


[Verse 2]

You better run, you better duck, you better hide, we finna slide

I got some shit on my mind, ayy, so I go to sleep with a nine

Better not come to my side, ayy, we ain't tryna put up no fight, ayy

Send a couple shots and slide, ayy, my niggas run through the night

Couple shots and lil' bro dead

Send them shots at his forehead

And I'm gettin' some more bread

And I count up some more dead

My brothers know secrets, they don't spread

Wanna diss one of my niggas, go 'head

Play with one of my niggas, that's your ass

I might fuck on your bitch right in your bed


[Chorus]

I just been thumbin' through racks, I'm sendin' them packs, we sendin' them back in

I'm in the back of the 'Bach, I'm smokin' relax, just broke a lil' backend

I'm sippin' on magic potion, hop in that Ghost, we put it in motion

A nigga used to be broke, we slept on the floor with the rats and the roaches

They steady callin' my phone, girl, leave me alone, bitch, I gotta focus

I heard he talkin' real bold so we finna blow, now he ain't got no head

He talkin' like he get dough so we finna score, now he ain't got no bread

She look at me like a ticket so we can't kick it, bitch, I got no legs