(Yeah)

I was in the club, man I sipped me a vodka mix

Baddie tryna fuck with the Rackstar litch

Oh my, I had to pass on that

But, oh shit, I won't pass on this

She want a 5 star seafood dish

Yeah after that, she want 5 star dick

she goin' crazy, bitch goin' schitz

Fuck It up till' I get more than rich

She writing my name all over her tits

I'm goin' insane, bitch I'm doing bits

Who's that? Rackstar?

Yeah, that's this

Yeah, that's us

Yeah, no fuss

Bitch

I gotta win in this shit

plus, I gotta thrive in this shit

plus, I gotta swag in this shit

Huh, I'm bouta make me a bankroll

I play in her pussy, console

Why you worried bout' me, go the fuck home

They moving like I ain't got control, yeah

Brown one, thick, bad

Your daughter, she callin' me dad

I got the flavours inside the pack, huh

Them **** go out sad

She tryna fiddle, tryna rattle with the don

I'm really tryna put the bruddas on, huh

We goin' up, we gone yeah (Yeah)

My money extend, It's long

Sit back, vibe to the song, huh

Sit back, vibe to the huh

Yeah, hm

I was in the club, man I sipped me a vodka mix

Baddie tryna fuck with the Rackstar litch

Oh my, I had to pass on that

But, oh shit, I won't pass on this

She want a 5 star seafood dish

Yeah after that, she want 5 star dick

she goin' crazy, bitch goin' schitz

Fuck It up till' I get more than rich

She writing my name all over her tits

I'm goin' insane, bitch I'm doing bits

Who's that? Rackstar?

Yeah, that's this

Yeah, that's us

Yeah, no fuss

Bitch

I gotta win in this shit

plus, I gotta thrive in this shit

plus, I gotta swag in this shit

Huh, I'm bouta make me a bankroll

I play in her pussy, console

Why you worried bout' me, go the fuck home

They moving like I ain't got control, yeah