Yo' racks comin' in slowly

Bank keep comin' in, it's overflowin'

Bitch just wanna fuck me 'til the mornin'

Freak ho suck my dick, she eat the whole thing

DND, ain't see it when you called, yeah, yeah (Woo)

That's the reason I don't really call you (Woo)

Fuck that ho, I refer to her as old news (Woo)

**** stealin' swag, ain't finna hold you (Woo)

Yeah, bitch I thought I told you, "If I hurt your heart, you let me know"

I'm just tryna roll my dope up

This bitch done lookin' for closure

Issey on my body, yeah

Big bankroll keep thumbin' (Skrrt)

I can't fumble on that munyun, yeah

My money ain't up for discussion (My money ain't up for discussion, yeah)

Twin new whip is flooded, yeah

My left wrist disgustin'

Grind like Tony Hawk, my cup on muddy

I seen more racks than you can think of

I'm fucking bad model hoes, you can't think of

Had to Bottega my boot, got my bread up

Twin asking me for advice, "Keep your head up"

**** ran off with my swag, but I let 'em

Who the fuck really you think could do better?

Evisu jacket, spent ten on my sweater

If I died right now, my twin gonna go get 'em

It's 'bout them racks, then bitch, I'ma go getter

Fuck from the back, tell that ho, "Keep her head straight"

Bitch I'm on Percs, but I don't got no headache

Yeah, I had pop out at Neimans for Goyard

Then I fuck hoes and act like I don't know 'em

Mama told me, I'm a star, I went solar

Know that I got that ho mad, I went global

I had to go Number (N)ine on my shirt

That's Number (N)ine, but I'm still ridin' dolo

Bitch, suck me up or you serve me no purpose

Glock got a dick for extension, no homo'

Pussy keep talkin' on me, get him murked

My young **** don't do this shit for no promo

Choppa bullets going for his home

I fell in love in love with money counter

I-I-I fell in love with countin' all these commas

(Yeah, yeah)

(This bitch got some problems, she ain't tryna solve 'em)

(Woo, woo)

(Woo, skrrt, skrrt)

Bitch I thought I told you, "If I hurt your heart, you let me know"

I'm just tryna roll my dope up

This bitch done looking for closure

Issey on my body, yeah

Big bankroll keep thumbin'

I can't fumble on that munyun, yeah

My money ain't up for discussion (My money ain't up for discussion, yeah)

Twin new whip is flooded, yeah

My left wrist disgustin'

Grind like Tony Hawk, my cup on muddy

I seen more racks than you can think of (I seen more racks than you can think of)

I seen more racks than you can think of, **** (Woo, woo)

I seen more racks than you can think of, yeah