Текст песни
Racks on racks
I spend it all
Spend a thousand at the mall
Moshpit turn into a brawl
Rise again I'll never fall
In the crib I'm posted up
Talk too much don't give a f***
Talk too much we sh**t him up
Hollows hit he better duck
Yeah, I don't want no drama
Fu**ed up in the studio
We smoke on mariuhana
I'm a lost soul, but I'm still gonn stack a dolla
F**cked up in my head
Feel it in my amygdala
Finna turn you into pieces
Praying to your god
Walk on water like im jesus
Put him in a bodybag
She knows that I'm a demon
High as f*ck on indica
I feel like I am dreaming
Puff puff pass
Smoking every f**cking season
Pop molly and xans
My head is in a trance
Pop an x I make you dance
Heavy money in my pants
Pop molly, smoke weed
My shawty is a freak
Pop a benzo and I sleep
The scars are way too deep
Yeah balenciaga steppin
Walk in the city
On my waist there is a weapon
I don't want that f*ck shi
A bi**ch is only cappin
Say some dumb shi
You're gonna go to heaven
Come over give me top
I don't know how to stop
She said that my voice is hot
I still feel like I am god
I still gonn stack my bread
Fill my weapon up with lead
Pop a bullet in your head
And you're gonna end up dead
Yeah balenciaga steppin
Walk in the city
On my waist there is a weapon
I don't want that f*ck shi
A bi**ch is only cappin
Say some dumb shi
You're gonna go to heaven
Come over give me top
I don't know how to stop
She said that my voice is hot
I still feel like I am god
I still gonn stack my bread
Fill my weapon up with lead
Pop a bullet in your head
And you're gonna end up dead