[Intro]

Yeah, woah

[Chorus]

Big racks on me, yeah, my bankroll it don't fold

He not really that tough, when that green dot to his nose

I heard he a rapper pull up with the Glock and shoot his show

Yeah I'm snatching these chains, it ain't no joke

Your bitch want me she don't want no average joe

Living everyday like there's no tomorrow

Too many percs, I think I'm a overdose

Threw out the Balenciagas, I'm over those

Catch me on a bad day and you can get smoked

You so broke, how do you, even cope?

I'm so fresh, like some motherfucking soap

[Verse]

H-hol-hold up yeah they tryna run off with my flow

I got shooters who reside around the globe

I could really turn you to a ghost

Fans in my DM's saying I'm the goat

Like I know, aye aye

Counting rolls, and

You don't bro

Came from nothing still a long way to go

[Chorus]

Big racks on me, yeah, my bankroll it don't fold

He not really that tough, when that green dot to his nose

I heard he a rapper pull up with the Glock and shoot his show

Yeah I'm snatching these chains, it ain't no joke

Your bitch want me she don't want no average joe

Living everyday like there's no tomorrow

Too many percs, I think I'm a overdose

Threw out the Balenciagas, I'm over those

Catch me on a bad day and you can get smoked

You so broke, how do you, even cope?

I'm so fresh, like some motherfucking soap