I'm in this bitch with my blood bro's
(yea woah)
Gudda Tay on ever beat nigga
I'm in this bitch with my brother (yea woah)

I need them muthafucking ranks (yea)
Sliding through them mutherfucking cracks
(yea slime)

I got them ranks in
I got them racks in (racks)
Watch how I jugg rich
When that pack in (gone)

Pull up and back in
(Pull up and jug)
I'm in the front but
I like the back end (give me them racks)

I got the sauce on me, feeling like Vango
She got a butt lift
She like to fuck though

But She got a bankroll
(I got them mutherfucking racks)
He not no trapper
He just a actor
He put the weed on the crack scale

I'm the messiah, he just a liar
Who need a scale
We got shipped bales (got them bags in)

I'm in that bag
Get in yo bag
Get on yo shit nigga
Get in there

I'm in that bag
Get in yo bag
Get on yo shit nigga
Get in there

Rip Slug
He hit the block with a glizy
He had the heart of a tiger
They gotta free Rell

My boy hold the stick like a snipper
Yea he a young pressure
Applier (yea)
They cut me a check

I'm live and direct
Like I'm scissor hands (yea)
Ain't showing no love
Like a middle man (yea)

I spend through them racks woah (slime, damn)
Like a ceiling fan
How the fuck you go broke off of 200 bands
(broke)

She won't what I got
You making me hot
I told that little bitch
She could dream on (dream on)

I'm in that bag
We havin racks
The fat Alexander Mcqueens on (woah)

I made it through hell and I kept it real
I make it
I put the whole team on (team)

I'm fresh out the cell (yea)
Can't go back to jail (yea, yea)
Can't follow shit (yea, yea, woah)
Just watch how I lead on

I got them racks in (racks)
Watch how I jug rich
When that pack in (gone)

Pull up and back in (pull up and jug)
I'm in the front but
I like the back end (give me them racks)

I got the sauce on me feeling like vango
She got a butt woah
She like to fuck though

But she got a bankroll
(I got them mutherfucking racks)
He not no trapper
He just a actor
He put the weed on the crack scale

I'm the messiah
He just a liar
Who need a scale
We got shipped bales (got them bags in)

I'm in that bag
Get in yo bag
Get on yo shit nigga
Get in there

I'm in that bag
Get in yo bag
Get on yo shit nigga
Get in there

I got them racks on me (yea)
But I got that Kel Tec
(Yea, yea, for real)
You better back off me

This is not that homie (nope)
You know I got Bart with me
He go slap donkey
(Bart)

Get out that pack won't he (for real)
I'll catch a hail mary, like I'm Beckham
(Beckham)
I a break'em down (yea)
Then I sale'em (sale'em)

Whole lotta money piled up on the dresser
(let's go)
We got exotic bags of the pressure (for real)

You never seen these gucci sweaters (no where)
I rock Mcqueens
I'm a big stepper (I step)

Don't play with me
Can't nobody help ya (for real)
And they call me
Jo Shine (Jo)

I run the block and they know
that I'm hood rich (hood rich)
Can't make that lol
Hoe mines (jug)

She know how im coming
I'm trying to jug rich (jug jug)

I got them racks in (racks)
Watch how I jugg rich
When that pack in (gone)

Pull up and back in (pull up and jug)
I'm in the front but
I like the back end (give me them racks)

I got the sauce on me feeling like Vango
She got a butt lift
She like to fuck though

But she got a bankroll
(I got them mutherfucking racks)
He not no trapper
He just a actor
He put the weed on the crack scale

I'm the messiah
He just a liar
Who need a scale
We got shipped bales (got them bags in)

I'm in that bag
Get in yo bag
Get on yo shit nigga
Get in there

I'm in that bag
Get in yo bag
Get on yo shit nigga
Get in there