[Chorus: Yung Bans & Tracy] Yeah, I put in work, I got stacks in my slacks This jacket cost some racks, I can't spill nothin' on that Yeah, she said my dick like crack Yeah, let her ride up on her back, huh Yeah, rob that nigga with no mask Yeah, that's a 100K in cash Yeah, put my feet up and relax Yeah, sippin' champagne out the glass
[Verse 1: Yung Bans] Yeah, ayy yeah, ayy yeah Ayy, real water, diamonds make 'em stare, yeah Hitting off the light, look how they glare, oh Got a lotta money like the fair Yeah, man, this shit ain't come easy, hmm, ayy Fuck your bitch, I leave her greasy I'm like why that lil' ho wanna tease me? Huh Come around, I just need you to please me
[Verse 2: Lil Tracy] I put some ice on my wrist like it's broke These niggas be lyin', call that boy Pinocchio Oh, that's your ho? I seen her front row at the show I took her home, you don't wanna know what went on Ooh yeah, ooh yeah My money legal, I don't trap Ooh yeah I love this money and I won't cheat on 'em racks, yeah
[Verse 3: Yung Bans] Huh, ayy, I ain't cheatin' on 'em racks, huh, ayy Fuck your hoe and give her back, hey, yeah If it ain't 'bout money then don't hit my jack, yeah, huh Slap a nigga with the MAC, ayy, huh Slap a nigga with the fire, yeah Fuck around and pop a Perc', OD and die, yeah Nigga think he sweet, then come around and try, oh, yeah I feel like R. Kelly, damn, I can fly Oh yeah, oh yeah Hit her from the back, pull out her hair Oh yeah, oh yeah Straight out this jungle with the lion, tiger, bear
[Chorus: Yung Bans & Lil Tracy] Yeah, I put in work, I got stacks in my slacks This jacket cost some racks, I can't spill nothin' on that Yeah, she said my dick like crack Yeah, let her ride up on her back, huh Yeah, rob that nigga with no mask Yeah, that's a 100K in cash Yeah, put my feet up and relax Yeah, sippin' champagne out the glassTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
