(Hook 1)

I got way to many rack can’t hold my pants up

My diamonds dancing on my neck just like a dancer

He want some smoke and he run up wrong he catching cancer

And bitch i’ve been savage ain’t no cappin in my rap

And bitch i’m really trapping on that block i’m flipping packs

AMG that bitch skirt off, Ricky Ross bitch imma boss

I took losses after losses and i’m still here

I ain’t got no feeling ain’t no heart that you could feel here

I ain’t fucking with no fake it only real here

(Verse 1)

Man they hoes for real look up in they eyes and i can tell

And them boys pussy every time they come around it start to smell

And bitch i’m drippin on em louie v my shoes my bitch channel

Hardest in the state man y’all really trash i wish you well

They done turned me up they got me in a different mode (Uhhhh)

They don’t turnt me up lil bitch you know my pockets swole

GO CRAZY, GO CRAZY, GO, GO CRAZY, GO CRAZY, GO, GO, GO, GO

Stode on the block with a Glock on my hand he run around he catching a 10

I want the 50, the 100s and the Bands lately i’m trending don’t care bout no friends

It get deep in the streets i know people that i won’t see again

We spinning for days and days grab that Glock and let’s go spin that bendz bendz bendz bendz

(Hook 2)

To many rack can’t hold my pants up

All these diamonds dancing on my neck just like a dancer

He want some smoke and he run up wrong he catching cancer

And bitch i’ve been savage ain’t no cappin in my rap

And bitch i’m really trapping on that block i’m flipping packs

(Verse 2)

I’m in savage mode i’m on all 10 i swear i’ll never fold

It’s getting lonely at the top but i don’t see no competition

If you don’t fuck with me then keep my name from out yo mentions

They hear that bass booming yea i got them rocking heads

Draco out the window pussy what you fuckin heard i said?

They just got my dawg so imma get that get back

I heard they acting like they want it boy come get yo lick back

Everybody claiming they killer like they be with it (yeaaa)

Everybody say they a rapper ain’t got the tickets (yeaaa)

People be dick riding for clout that shi be killing me

You ain’t even stand next to me so how the hell you feeling me

Fuck all of my enemies, FUCK EM

Put em under undertaker, foot all on they neck i’m steppin on em imma neck breaker (imma superstar)

And yea i’m hot yea i’m hot hot put the flame out

Yea he talking out his mouth we gonna knock his brains out

(Outro)

AMG i’m skirting off, Ricky Ross bitch imma boss

Took the lose to pay the cost my hand hard but my heart soft

GO CRAZY GO CRAZY GO GO CRAZY GO CRAZY