(Aevy)
(Ugh, Chance)
Huh, Rad!
I'm walking in the sto' I'm poppin' me some, t-t-tags
We keep that shit up on our hip, we never, lack
My bitch done fell up out the sky I hit from the, back
I got a money problem, addicted to the racks
Ra-racks, racks
Ra-racks, racks
Ra-racks, racks
Huh huh huh
Racks
Ra-racks, racks
Ra-racks, racks
Ra-racks, racks
Ra-ra
We light that blunt, we got that bitch up to the ceiling
I got that dough falling out my pocket, I don't need it, I get it
Had to quit the drugs, I was in my feelings
I'm in this whip going way too fast, I'm doing wheelies
Huh, ask yourself how you feel inside (how you feel inside?)
I got both feet up in this rap, this shit do or die (is it do or die?)
Diamonds in my ear, not a thing I fear
I'm gon' look inside the mirror and ask who am I-I-I (like who am I?)
Yeah, who am I?
I'mma take this way up, huh, way up high (dig!)
They gon' ask me how I feel
And I'm tell em' I'm feeling fine
We pouring up this cup, yeah I'm finna lose my mind
I'm locked in wit' the gang, KHR, we all shine (khr)
I'm hopping out like casket fresh, out the suicides
Margiela on the shoes, I pair that up wit' Number (N)ine
Watch just how I move, you gon' think there be two of I (there's two of I)
Huh, Rad!
I'm walking in the sto' I'm poppin' me some, t-t-tags
We keep that shit up on our hip, we never, lack
My bitch done fell up out the sky I hit from the, back
I got a money problem, addicted to the racks
Ra-racks, racks
Ra-racks, racks
Ra-racks, racks
Huh huh huh
Racks
Ra-racks, racks
Ra-racks, racks
Ra-racks, racks
Ra-ra
(KHR)