I don't care what they say We got racks up in the bank In the studio and I'm smoking on dank Sipping on drank, got me higher than a plane Lil' broke boy, better stay in your lane Bust down the Rollie, I don't like it plain I came with the slatts, you know that we bang (Woo) We killin' all rats, we don't play no games (Uh, uh, yeah)
I don't care 'bout your bank I don't care 'bout your gang I don't care what you claim (Ooh) Fuck nigga talkin' shit, bullets fallin' like rain (Boom, boom, boom) Diamonds 'round my neck, devil is up in that wraith with 'em demons Up with your gang and I'm schemin' I do not love your demeanor I'm clutchin' that heater, you know what I mean, man I feel like I am Vegeta, I'm totin' that nina, pop out on a demon Holy water 'round my neck like I need Jesus
I don't care what they say We got racks up in the bank (Bitch, bitch) In the studio and I'm smoking on dank (Bitch) Sipping on drank, got me higher than a plane Lil' broke boy, better stay in your lane Bust down the Rollie, I don't like it plain I came with the slatts, you know that we bang We killin' all rats, we don't play no games
Water gettin' high right now I was at Rolling Loud I was just rolling loud, ay (Huh, huh) Choppa go shoot 'em down Me and Trip smokin' up the pounds Twenty racks on me right now I'm in pain, it's a shame, oh Hit her from the back, I got her screaming out my name I got my shooters really taking aim (Uh-huh) Got a bad bitch, you know she love giving me brain (Give me brain, yeah)
I don't care what they say We got racks up in the bank In the studio, I'm smoking on dank Sipping on drank, got me higher than a plane Lil' broke boy, better stay in your lane Bust down the Rollie, I don't like it plain I came with the slatts, you know that we bang We killin' all rats, we don't play no games
Dj on the beat so it's a banger)
Compositores: Dylan Mccord (D Savage), Chop Squad, Michael Iv ECAD: Obra #39078950