[Intro]

Yeah

All these racks count, nigga

Uh, uh, yeah

D-D-D-D-DJ OB1

[Verse 1: sgpwes]

These niggas still out here cappin' (yeah)

I get that paper and add it (Yeah)

I made a check off of rappin' (Yeah)

I had to take out the trash (Yeah)

(Let's go, huh)

I dropped a bag on my denim (Uh)

Bullets hot, they finna get him (Blatt)

Bullets gon' fuck up his rental (Yeah)

I left that hoe 'cause she extra (Yeah)

Y'all got her thinkin' she special (Ha)

We gon' run down, it ain't special (Uh)

AR-15 got a vessel (Yeah)

I swear that choppa gon' bless you (Blatt)

Choppa on me, finna stretch you (Stretch you)

I left that hoe, yeah, I miss her (Yeah)

White hoe, she call me a— (Yeah)

Keep makin' my racks, they bigger (Mid)

I got a Tommy, no Figer (Yeah)

Bad hoe, she a gold digger (Yeah)

[Refrain]

(Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, ah)

(It's Surreal Gang, lil' bitch, haha)

(OB1)

[Verse 2: Iayze]

I can tote the heavy metal (Ha)

This hoe think she special (Yeah)

I think I could use a medal (Yeah)

I used to trap off a telephone

I'm finna bust down a bezel (Yeah)

I keep a Glock, I won't wrestle (Yeah)

Hunnid shots up at his rental (Hunnid shots up in his rental)

I left that hoe, yeah, I miss her, huh

He want the drop for a pistol

I just cashed out on a fisker

These niggas still out here cappin' (Yeah)

I done fell in love with fashion (Yeah)

It's [?] like I'm a fascist (Yeah)

This M6 here is the fastest (Yeah)

He gon' disappear like magic (Just like some magic)

I throw the set up and stack it (Set up and stack it)

I count them hunnids, then stack it

I treat the hoe like trash

Lil' foreign car and it's fast (Yeah)

And I swear I got so much cash

These knots all up in my bag (Yeah)

I'm in H-Town bein' bad (Yeah)