Oh yeah, yeah, ah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Bands)

Yeah, yeah, oh yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah

She want to be my main, huh

She want to be my baby, yeah

I'm stacking these racks so tall, yeah

**** that perc 10, in my sprite, I can't feel my, right, hand

Thought you was my brother, thought you was my friend

We used to get them racks together, yeah, back in that motherfucker

Yeah like, back when we was dogs, yeah, oh yeah

Like, back when we used to talk, whenever, whenever

Perc came in through the mail, yeah

I'm getting these bands, it won't fail

Oh you ain't getting no money? Oh you failed

I'm smoking that gas, ha, yeah

Yeah, like four-door Benz, all black

And you say you get money, why you cap?

He was tryna be funny, now he dead, they emptied the clip, on his ass

We spendin' that money, then get it again

Yeah, I'm off of them percs, I can't do this again

He flexing that money, then they spin the bin (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Uh, pfft, pfft

(That my dawg, that my brother)

Yeah, thought you was my dawg, was my brother, was my cutter

We used to get them racks together, back in that motherfucker

Yeah like, back when we was dogs

Back when we could call, whenever, whenever

Perc came in through the mail, yeah

I'm getting these bands, it won't fail

Oh you ain't getting no money? Oh you failed

I'm smoking that gas, ha, yeah