[Verse 1]

All I really wanna run up is racks

All I really care about is the racks

Walk up in the place, all of us strapped

Walk up in the place, you might get packed

Puppet master, cut the strings

You keep your fingers, take the rings

Blood money but I can't keep count

She put the coke up to her snout

I put my gun up in her mouth

I suffocate the racks, can't breathe

She wanna fuck in Louis V

She like to wear my jewelry

I got them pills like ecstasy

We spin the block like ballerina

I keep the ice likе Mr. Freeze

I keep my knife like Halloween

[Chorus]

Yеah, it's getting hot again

Back up in the spot again

Dope up in the sock again

Gotta lock up on the top again

My lawyer Kybalion

My shooter Somalian

Pull off and pull up again

Kick the door, won't let 'em in

Louis V my letterman

More money, need more measurements

Got millions in my regiment

I came up with reptilians (Yeah)

[Verse 2]

It's the fuckin' Green Goblin (Yeah)

Street doctrine (Yeah), street doctor (Yeah)

Backstabber, huh, trap Met Gala (Yeah, yeah)

Sky-Dweller, new time teller (Yeah)

Back up on the map again

Strapped up with the MAC again

Spin and take a lap again

Stack them bonds and dividends

You know who the villain is

We living large and limitless

Break it down and split the difference

We came up with reptilians

[Chorus]

Yeah, it's getting hot again

Back up in the spot again

Dope up in the sock again

Gotta lock up on the top again

My lawyer Kybalion

My shooter Somalian

Pull off and pull up again

Kick the door, won't let 'em in

Louis V my letterman

More money, need more measurements

Got millions in my regiment

I came up with reptilians