[Hook]

I stack 'em up

Count the racks in em

I beef with me

I sweep the shit

Cause

I got a grudge with myself

I can't handle my health

I can't deal with myself

I can't heal what is left

20 racks on me

Bitch

20 racks on you, bring

20 liters of gasoline and spray it all on the tunes

[Verse 1]

I'm trynna get plaques

Ain't no break on this shit

If i ever gon' quit i collapse in this

Workin' till i get them 100 bandz

Sneak off the wall like most celebrities they income tax

I'm trynna get rich so i could minimize they climax

I'm far off my own but i still gotta reach my climax

I need some space to press space just to launch myself up in space

Man fuck all these gravity, what if i want my body floating up in the Beverly

Huh

I pile the rage, I mosh the pit, they slack in there, i ain't having it

Been doing this shit for like many years, still gon' keep going ain't no calling quits

I'll still be rocking in pro tools till become a pro to these tools

Many countering uses of bruises on my full spit

[Hook]

I stack 'em up

Count the racks in em

I beef with me

I sweep the shit

Cause

I got a grudge with myself

I can't handle my health

I can't deal with myself

I can't heal what is left

20 racks on me

Bitch

20 racks on you, bring

20 liters of gasoline and spray it all on the tunes

[Verse 2]

I was gonna add a feature on this track but i said just fuck it

I'ma fucking comedian cause all my haters laugh at me

Ion care about the hate

Most of them are cheapskates

I know promotion is hard to perpetrate but

Every time i drop a mixtape, i just yell checkmate

I had to regulate my manager out of my zone

Cause he thought my latest song wasn't worth it enough

If you know you just, after this album release every underground

Rapper gon 'shut up

Now watch how i speed up the flow

Getting roundups on shows

I'm heavy bagging with dough

As i play with my dough

Patio, audio, making moves soon ill be puffing with Sean Combs

In the ballroom, I'm so hollow

Fuck the entire Hollywood spectrum

Cause I'm down in the basement

Trynna get myself up so i could walk down the pavement

[Hook]

I stack 'em up

Count the racks in em

I beef with me

I sweep the shit

Cause

I got a grudge with myself

I can't handle my health

I can't deal with myself

I can't heal what is left

20 racks on me

Bitch

20 racks on you, bring

20 liters of gasoline and spray it all on the tunes