Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Elmahadian
Background Vocals
Burna Bandz
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
mahad abdulle
Songwriter
Traequan Mahoney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adb Beats
Producer
Casey Goldn
Mastering Engineer
Jay White
Recording Engineer
Lirik
(Yo, ADB, this beat go crazy)
(Proper lad)
Rack's I need em' all, switch on the torch yeah, burning' hard)
Racks, I need em' all
Ain't no slow down, can't prolong
Switch on the torch, burnin' hard
Makin' a killing, punchin' up on all these cards
Doing the dash, 401, foreign car
Clear as day that a **** livin' large
These **** wanna be apart
And they never gon' be apart
They wasn't with me from the start
They wasn't with me from the start, na, na, na, na
You weren't with me from the start now you just gon' have to watch me ball
I know real hitters that's gon' get on yo ass when Dey get dat call
I might check the seal, but I'll never check the tag when I'm in the mall
30 round extensions, this bitch it sound like round of applause,
Yeah, winter time had dat pack in da longJohn's, I need da cake like Fondant
100K on the neck, I'm on one
Plug give me a brick, it's long gone
22 in da clip like Bron-Bron
Foreign bitch said she's from London
And she know that I ball like Duncan
And I spent hella racks on dumb shit
Can't tell me she got it from nothing
All of these hoes be fucking, cause all of these diamonds be bustin'
These **** know how we wassin', these **** know how we comin'
The form in da city who run it?
Racks, I need em' all
Ain't no slow down, can't prolong
Switch on the torch, burnin' hard
Makin' a killing, punchin' up on all these cards
Doing the dash, 401, foreign car
Clear as day that a **** livin' large
These **** wanna be apart
And they never gon' be apart
They wasn't with me from the start
They wasn't with me from the start, na, na, na, na
They wasn't with me when I was on my ass, down with no guap
And I ran the bag up, and I left them on a rot
Bro scraping up on them pots, I'm swiping up on them cards
Them Benji's and them Borden's, only thing that has my heart
Extended clip on my hip, don't know nun' bout no dip
Them packs, they get flipped, them pieces, they get hit
Proper lass turnt to a bitch, she turnt up with them tricks
She bring racks to the kid, yeah, she bring racks to the kid
(To the kid)
(Bring racks to the kid)
(To the kid)
(Bring racks to the kid)
Racks, I need em' all
Ain't no slow down, can't prolong
Switch on the torch, burnin' hard
Makin' a killing, punchin' up on all these cards
Doing the dash, 401, foreign car
Clear as day that a **** livin' large
These **** wanna be apart
And they never gon' be apart
They wasn't with me from the start
They wasn't with me from the start, na, na, na, na
Written by: Traequan Mahoney, mahad abdulle