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[Verse 1]
Ay I'm standin' on the bar with a couple of racks
I was headed to the top and I ain't ever look back
I got YSL's on, you ain't even see that
Let him try me in a song and we gon' leave his ass dead
I can't play about them racks, I'm big [?]
You was fuckin' with the kid and now you sorry
Now my brothers slidin' through, they on the way
Screaming "Fuck OCA" and now they shoot in broad day

[Chorus]
We gon' get it any means, yeah regardless
We ain't waitin' for no bullshit cuz we started
Have 'em shaking off from [?] in the party
Put whole 13 in his head just like he Harden

[Verse 2]
Put a nigga in his feelings, that'll fuck his neck neck, ay
It was clappin' at your homies, you ain't clap back, ay
And they took lil homie money and you're not that paid
If he say he slimey out, no they not that way
I put 10 on top of 10 and now I'm counting Rackaids
I can't play about no money, I am not no lame
Have you ever brought a bag to the bank?
That's for fifty k in ones to make it [?] to my face
Fell in love with the racks and never looked back
I need 5 racks for a show and you can book that, ay
Put my dogs in [?] like a wolf pack
If they see your neck sparkle they might book that, ay

[Chorus]
We gon' get it any means, yeah regardless
We ain't waitin' for no bullshit cuz we started
Have 'em shaking off from [?] in the party
Put whole 13 in his head just like he Harden

[Chorus]
We-We-We gon' get it any means, yeah regardless
We ain't waitin' for no bullshit cuz we started
Have 'em shaking off from [?] in the party
Put whole 13 in his head just like he Harden