[Intro]
Yeah, woah

[Chorus]
Big racks on me, yeah, my bankroll it don't fold
He not really that tough, when that green dot to his nose
I heard he a rapper pull up with the Glock and shoot his show
Yeah I'm snatching these chains, it ain't no joke
Your bitch want me she don't want no average joe
Living everyday like there's no tomorrow
Too many percs, I think I'm a overdose
Threw out the Balenciagas, I'm over those
Catch me on a bad day and you can get smoked
You so broke, how do you, even cope?
I'm so fresh, like some motherfucking soap

[Verse]
H-hol-hold up yeah they tryna run off with my flow
I got shooters who reside around the globe
I could really turn you to a ghost
Fans in my DM's saying I'm the goat
Like I know, aye aye
Counting rolls, and
You don't bro
Came from nothing still a long way to go
[Chorus]
Big racks on me, yeah, my bankroll it don't fold
He not really that tough, when that green dot to his nose
I heard he a rapper pull up with the Glock and shoot his show
Yeah I'm snatching these chains, it ain't no joke
Your bitch want me she don't want no average joe
Living everyday like there's no tomorrow
Too many percs, I think I'm a overdose
Threw out the Balenciagas, I'm over those
Catch me on a bad day and you can get smoked
You so broke, how do you, even cope?
I'm so fresh, like some motherfucking soap