[Intro]

2-17 on the track, man

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, Lil Pump

Yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh

Huh, yeah, huh, brrt

Ayy, brrt, yeah, brrt, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Pump]

All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah)

Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh

All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah, yeah)

Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh (Huh)

Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh

All I do is count racks, ooh

Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh (Brrt, brrt)

All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah, yeah)

Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh

Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh

[Verse 1: Lil Pump]

Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah

I fuck that bitch in a Cadillac, ooh

After that she didn't know how to act, ooh (Huh)

Back then I used to be quarterback (Brrt)

Go to the bank and I pull out a hunnid racks

Put the AR in the trunk of my Pontiac

Want me fo' show, bitch, I'm chargin' 'bout fourty bands (Brrt)

I'm in the trap and I'm shippin' out hella packs (Damn)

Diamonds dance so crazy, ooh

Your diamonds so fugazi (Brr), ooh

Been sellin' crack since the eighties (Yeah, yeah), yeah

I just bought a brand new Mercedes, huh

In the kitchen whippin' up babies, ooh

In the kitchen whippin' up baby, yeah

And I got a bitch named Hailey, huh

And I got a bitch named Hailey (Brr)

[Chorus: Lil Pump & Lil Yachty]

All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah)

Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh

All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah, yeah)

Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh (Huh)

Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh

All I do is count racks, ooh

Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh (Brrt, brrt)

All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah, yeah)

Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh

Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah (Lil Boat)

Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh (Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]

Young rich nigga need a dick rub (Uh)

Hit it from the back, make her jump like a hiccup

Bang, bang, bang, like ya knockin' on the front door

Bitch brown skin like a mo'fuckin' fronto

Used to post at the Citgo, uh

Now I got chips in the Citgo, uh (Yeah)

Now I got a wrist like igloo, huh

And it glow like a disco ball (Brr)

Bih, bend it over like your shoe's untied

Side bitch still got an iPhone 5

Main bitch still got an iPhone 7

Still caught a Uzi, pistol, chrome MAC-11

Still fuck a nigga main bitch while I got my own bitch

And I bet I still make it up to Heaven, uh (Yeah, yeah)

I'ma have a kid just to dress him up in Gucci

To the seven, goddamn, I'm a reverend

Lil Boat, Lil Pump

[Chorus: Lil Pump]

All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah)

Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh

All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah, yeah)

Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh (Yeah)

Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh

All I do is count racks, ooh

Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh (Brrt, brrt)

All I do is count racks, ooh (Yeah, yeah)

Told that bih, "Throw that shit back," ooh

Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah, throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh, throw it back, ooh