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[Intro]
Got me some racks, nigga thought I changed
Twenty-something thousand, spent it all on chains
Still hanging with devils, big bro want his brain
Fill his shit up with metal, tryna give him a name
(Got me some racks, nigga thought I changed)
(Twenty-something thousand, spent it all on chains)

[Chorus]
Got me some racks, nigga thought I changed
Twenty-something thousand, spent it all on chains
Still hanging with devils, big bro want his brain
Fill his shit up with metal, tryna give him a name
Dumb-ass nigga tryna touch my hoes
Turn his ass to a lick, put it out on thе floor
My lil′ bro want the word, all he need is a go
SRT hit the curb whеn I slide with them fours

[Verse 1]
SRT hit the curb, I skrrt off like a line
Freaky bitch with me, she always be lyin'
Pop the perc, boot me up, heat it up like an iron
Take like five to the head and then break that ho spine
Troll on the ′net but this shit is for real
When them switches start blastin', you ain't got no shield
Turn that smurk into Backwoods, his partner gon′ squeal
Boy, I ain′t no rapper or actor so chill (I ain't no rapper)
Hit the ho once, got her knees start bustin′
Big-ass Drac', but this chopstick Russian
Don′t piss me off, boy, I'm tappin′ that button
Don't like to fly, rather drive with my gunners
Thirty-five shots, I'm KD with the Thunder
Needed some head, I bought the bitch some bundles
If you need to meet up, you better come with numbers

[Chorus]
Got me some racks, nigga thought I changed
Twenty-something thousand, spent it all on chains
Still hanging with devils, big bro want his brain
Fill his shit up with metal, tryna give him a name
Dumb-ass nigga tryna touch my hoes
Turn his ass to a lick, put it out on the floor
My lil′ bro want the word, all he need is a go
SRT hit the curb when I slide with them fours

[Verse 2]
I get to trippin′ and spinnin' whenever
The drank kick in, can′t handle myself
He steady talkin' ′bout killin' ′em, but ain't
Really puttin' in work, boy, you put that to bed
BTS, that′s the motto, know we on the shelves
Take the rest out the yoppa, cook shit like a chef
She done took the whole bottle, ho tryna get yelled
If I know your next move, I ain′t playin' shit fair

[Chorus]
Got me some racks, nigga thought I changed
Twenty-something thousand, spent it all on chains
Still hanging with devils, big bro want his brain
Fill his shit up with metal, tryna give him a name
Dumb-ass nigga tryna touch my hoes
Turn his ass to a lick, put it out on the floor
My lil′ bro want the word, all he need is a go
SRT hit the curb when I slide with them fours

[Outro]
SRT hit the curb when I slide with them, yeah
Ayy, oh, for real
Dumb-ass nigga tryna touch my hoes