[Intro]
(Hahaha, Nick, you're stupid)
[Chorus: Ken Car$on & Lil Tecca]
Uh, I just want some racks, want some racks, want some cash, yeah
Lately I been workin', I been gettin' to that bag, yeah
I treat life like a race, I been doin' the dash, yeah
You think everything okay, then I'm rollin' right past ya
Everything these niggas doin', I done did that shit last year
Dunk on a ho like I'm Patrick Ewing, oh, yeah, yeah, I teabag her
Nigga try me, I already know what I'm doing
Think shit sweet and I blast you
I pop out like Luke with the money then blew it
Ain't worried about it if it ain't 'bout cash, yeah (Yeah, woah)
[Verse 1: Lil Tecca]
Woah, woah, can't go out sad now (Can't go out sad)
Hit her up 'cause she bad now (Yeah)
I gеt the racks in, I know they mad now (Oh, I know they mad)
Gеtting fly, it's a lifestyle (Lifestyle)
I been getting fly for a while now (For a while)
Niggas don't wanna be opps (Opps)
They might get hit, then we gon' walk out (Then we gon' walk out)
Baby, you rocking with me, yeah (Me)
I can see that you agree, yeah (Agree)
I'm not the one to deceive, yeah (Uh, yeah)
Been on the West and the East, yeah (Yeah)
I can see that you a thief (Thief)
I get that pack and I leave, yeah (Leave)
Baby, you rockin' with me, yeah (Me)
I can see that you agree (Agree)
[Chorus: Ken Car$on]
Uh, I just want some racks, want some racks, want some cash, yeah
Lately I been workin', I been gettin' to that bag, yeah
I treat life like a race, I been doin' the dash, yeah
You think everything okay, then I'm rollin' right past ya
Everything these niggas doin', I done did that shit last year
Dunk on a ho like I'm Patrick Ewing, oh, yeah, yeah, I teabag her
Nigga try me, I already know what I'm doing
Think shit sweet and I blast you
I pop out like Luke with the money then blew it
Ain't worried about it if it ain't 'bout cash, yeah
[Verse 2: Ken Car$on]
Yeah, ayy, ain't worried about a bitch who ain't too hot (Yeah)
I'm winnin' this shit, ain't no tie (Oh yeah)
These niggas can't see me, they need some new eyes
I pop up on a opp like, "Poof, surprise"
I don't fuck with these niggas, we ain't got no ties
These niggas be capping, boy, why is you lying?
These niggas be pussy, I ain't talking lion
Everything that I do, these niggas be trying
They stealin' my swag and then they go hide in the house
You wanna be me, I'm fucking on your spouse
Pull up when I want and then I kick her out
And I ain't show no tool and she know what I'm 'bout
And she ask if she can take my dick in her mouth
I fuck on these bitches, never seen a drought
I run up the digits, never seen a drought
[Chorus: Ken Car$on]
Uh, I just want some racks, want some racks, want some cash, yeah (Woah, woah)
Lately I been workin', I been gettin' to that bag, yeah (Woah, woah)
I treat life like a race, I been doin' the dash, yeah (Woah, woah)
You think everything okay, then I'm rollin' right past ya (Oh, woah)
Everything these niggas doin', I done did that shit last year (I done did that shit last year)
Dunk on a ho like I'm Patrick Ewing, oh, yeah, yeah, I teabag her (Oh, yeah, yeah, I teabag her)
Nigga try me, I already know what I'm doing
Think shit sweet and I blast you (Then you know I'm gon' blast you)
I pop out like Luke with the money then blew it
Ain't worried about it if it ain't 'bout cash, yeah (Ain't worried about it if it ain't 'bout cash, yeah)
[Outro: Ken Car$on]
Ain't worried about it if it ain't 'bout cash, yeah
Everything that you did, I did that shit last year
Yeah (Hahaha, Nick, you're stupid)
