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Cory Mo Yeah, yeah, ay Yeah, yeah Racks on me, racks on me Yeah, ay, ay [Chorus] I'm goin' fast when I hit the gas Put me in the casket (Skrt skrt) These niggas is mad cause they in the past They faker than plastic (Skrt skrt) We get in the whip, now she takin pics
She lookin for captions (Skrt skrt) I'm goin' bad and I'm in my bag She likin' my fashion (Skrt skrt) [Post-Chorus] I be walkin' with these racks on me Stackin' that dough, that broccoli Everywhere I go, they stoppin' me Keep it 100, 2Pac on me I be walkin' with these racks on me Stackin' that dough, that broccoli Everywhere I go, they stoppin' me I need that fan on me, yeah Man I'm too hot I'm like the sun Don't put your hands on me, yeah Might burn shit down No time for clowns My dogs they stand with me, yeah They know the truth They know what's up They blowin' bands with me, yeah They know what's up They know what's up I know my niggas gonna ride They gon' ride I'm out here getting really fly No need to try Yeah, yeah, yeah Ride ,by my side I'm really out here really getting fly No need to try Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] I'm goin' fast when I hit the gas Put me in the casket (Skrt skrt) These niggas is mad cause they in the past They faker than plastic (Skrt skrt) We get in the whip, now she takin pics
She lookin for captions (Skrt skrt) I'm goin' bad and I'm in my bag She likin' my fashion (Skrt skrt) I said, everywhere I go they stop That's on lock I've been sitting on top Yeah that money round the clock Yeah, yeah, ay All of my niggas get cash with me Porsche drop-top, my whip so clean Fanny pack on its Louis V None of this shit is to new to me I'm spendin' all my time Can't stop, it's all night grind Got a lot of things goin' on Man I can't fall behind Gotta get that bag (Yeah) Gotta get that bag (Bag) My bitch so bad, don't need to brag (Skrt) I'm goin' bad I'm goin' bad oh yeah