[Intro] Yeah (Oogie Mane, he killed it) We tear it up, tear it up, tear it up (I'm workin' on dying) Yeah
[Chorus] Fuck from the back, hit her once, that's a wrap (Let's go) No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Rack, rack) No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Rack) Water on my neck, swim through that, that's a lap (Water) Fuck from the back, hit her once, that's a wrap (Woah) No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Fact, fact) No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (A fact) Water on my neck, swim through that, that's a lap (A fuckin' fact)
[Verse 1] Fendi knapsack, while I'm spittin' Fendi facts (Facts) I don't want you back, you a thot, you a nat (A fuckin' nat) Just like his bitch ass, that fuck nigga will get clapped (Will get clapped) Put a pause on that, you still broke, you ain't back (Yeah)
[Chorus] No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Rackie) No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Rackie) No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Rackie) No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack
[Verse 2] I could never change, gotta stick to my routine I'ma hit it once, then you know I gotta leave Got addictive personality, I turned into a fiend Okay, my money sky blue, but my new coupe is slime green My boys whip work 'til the white turn all tan (Tan) Saw a minivan followin' my brand new Lamb' (Lamb') I had a F and an N in my hand (And an N) All my bitches tens, no, I do not fuck no fans I was checkin' my DMs, found out she was a man (No, no, no) I can't DM, never, ever again (No) Lucien on my vision, that's the only thing that's tran (Yeah) Okay, okay, nigga, let's get it Got your bitch on my top just like a fitted (Let's get it) I don't want it no more, then I gotta clip it Balmain jeans, on the front got the zipper My ice game got cold, got sicker I'm a Leo like lion, I'm Simba Stand on my money, I'm tall like a center June and July cold just like December It's too low, then the car, I lift it I know baby girl miss my drip, yeah Girl, your breath stink, need a spearmint, many (Yeah) You need to go and take a minute But your ass fat, lemme go for the finish Overseas, I'm eatin' croissants Told a fuck nigga, "Don't touch my crumpet" (No) She a lil' thot, can't wife no bird Four years, I ain't touch no chick
[Chorus] Whip back-to-back, back-to-back, back-to-back (Yeah) Bentley, Hellcat, new Lambo and Maybach (Yeah) I can't talk on the phone, think my shit is tapped (Hello?) Fuck from the back, hit her once, that's a wrap (Wrap) No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Rack) No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Rackie) Water on my neck, swim through that, that's a lap (Lap) Fendi knapsack, while I'm spittin' Fendi facts (Facts)
[Verse 3] I don't want you back, you a thot, you a nat (Nat, nat) Yes, that's them racks, that's them racks, that's them racks (Racks, racks) Your jeans, they too fat, man, them shits, they relaxed I got on Dior, and my skinnies, they all black If we serve the sack, then we take that shit right back (Back, back) 650 for a hat, 6666 hundred for a jacket Tried to hold me tight, but I didn't hug her back (No way) 'Cause she tried to snatch out my pocket with the racks (These racks)
[Chorus] Fuck from the back, hit her once, that's a wrap (Let's go) No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Rack, rack) No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Rack) Water on my neck, swim through that, that's a lap (Water) Fuck from the back, hit her once, that's a wrap (Go) No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Rack, rack) No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (That's a fact) No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Facts)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
