[Intro: Lunchbox]

(Woah, ooh)

(Aah, ah-aah)

(Woah, woah, woah)

(Remember drivin to school, woah) (Woah, woah, woah)

[Chorus: Lunchbox]

Remember drivin' to school

Now I’m getting racks [?] (Ooh)

Now I'm actin' a fool (Aah, ah-aah)

These niggas, they cappin, they knew

They be mad that I flew

The shit I be rapping is true, true (Ooh)

Was down bad but I grew, grew (Aah, ah-aah)

[Post-Chorus: Lunchbox]

Niggas swear they be livin’ like that (That)

They not livin' like that (That)

Talkin' hot, know we slide about that

Shit, it's front to the back (Back)

Goin up, now they keep callin' me (Me)

They don't know how to act

Shit, I wasn't gon sip no more lean (Lean)

But another pint cracked (Cracked)

No response, I just swipе off the at (At)

[Verse 1: Lunchbox]

I really be wit' thеm demons (Demons)

Like them demons, for real

I got a check, spent it all up in Neiman

But I didn’t need it for real

I fucked yo bitch and her friend, and they go choose to see me (Ooh)

I really been up for real

I never stutter, we shooting first, it ain’t no different

Don't got my chop he get beat down, for real, ooh, real

For real (Real, real, real)

Remember them days, I feel like I wasn’t him (Him)

And I just say [?]

Remember them days, I felt like they could've helped (Helped)

And I just say [?]

[?]

And I just say [?]

[Chorus: Lunchbox]

Remember drivin' to school (Aah-aah)

Now I'm getting racks [?] (Ooh)

Now I’m actin' a fool (Fool) (Aah, ah-aah)

These niggas, they cappin, they knew, knew (Ooh, ooh)

They be mad that I flew (Flew) (Aah, ah-aah)

The shit I be rapping is true, true (Ooh)

Was down bad but I grew, grew (Aah, ah-aah)

[Verse 2: BenjiCold and Lunchbox]

I just be countin' the blues (Ooh)

I need the racks (I need the racks) (Aah, ah-aah)

All of these niggas, they pussy, they tried to stab me in the back (Stab me in the back) (Ooh, aah, ah-aah)

That nigga talkin' that shit, my nigga, you don't know where you at (Don't know where you at) (Ooh, aah, ah-aah)

I'mma just chop up the block with my muh'fuckin twins, my muh'fuckin slatts (Ooh, my muh'fuckin' slatts)

That nigga typin' on Twitter, that nigga a hoe that nigga so wack (Uh-huh) (So wack)

That little bitch gon' choose, I tell that lil bitch, "Uh-huh, you a nat" (A nat)

Bitch, I got the lil' racks in my pocket, my niggas go 'head, hit up Saks (Saks)

Double cup full of mud like that (Like that)

That nigga a snitch, a rat (A rat)

My nigga he fat (Uh-huh)

[Chorus: Lunchbox]

Remember drivin' to school

Now I'm getting racks [?] (Ooh)

Now I'm actin' a fool (Aah, ah-aah)

These niggas, they cappin, they knew

They be mad that I flew

The shit I be rapping is true, true (Ooh)

Was down bad but I grew, grew (Aah, ah-aah)

[Post-Chorus: Lunchbox]

Niggas swear they be livin' like that (That)

They not livin' like that (That)

Talkin' hot, know we slide about that

Shit, it's front to the back (Back)

Goin up, now they keep callin' me (Me)

They don't know how to act

Shit, I wasn't gon sip no more lean (Lean)

But another pint cracked (Cracked)

No response, I just swipe off the at (At)