[Hook]:

Sold five bricks yesterday (yesterday)

Now I sit back count the cake (count the cake)

Count a whole stack, smokin pack (smokin pack)

Now lil shawty throw it back (throw it back back back back)

[Verse 1:]

Racing on the track (on the track)

F12 TDF on the track (on the track)

Magic City, go and blow a stack (blow a stack)

You at work while yo shawty gettin cracked (gettin cracked)

Gang got my back (got my back)

Fuck wit gang, two shots in the back (in the back)

Open the trunk, throw you in the back (in the back)

No burrito, but nigga its a wrap (its a wrap)

Nigga got the strap (got the strap)

And you gon' hear it clap (hear it clap)

On my lap, wake up just to count a stack

Got the mac, and the gat, rifle hanging down my pants

Red dot, you a opp, hollow tips will leave you knocked

Call me pops, I'm your pops, guns are blazing down the block

Steal yo bitch, she my bitch, she been looking at my stash

Shake that ass shake that ass, bitch go head and shake that ass

Whippin work, wrist gon hurt, ima chemist in the lab

Add it up and do the math

Take a codeine bubble bath

Ima laugh, ima gasp, while these pussy niggas mad

I been winning for a minute, now I'm in it till the end

With the pen, in the pen, tryna make money to spend

Tryna make enough to give out to my family and my friends

Windows down, blowing gas, 12 gon pull up, press the gas

Its a movie, bitches groovy, keep on ballin like im Shaq

(Woahhhh)

Ballin like kevin durant

(Woahhhh)

Ballin like Wilt Chamberlain

Ballin like Kobe Bryant

Ballin like Kyrie Irving

Ballin like I'm Spalding, then go back and do it all again

(Woahhh)

[Hook]: