Fever vs. Rackz

[Intro: Jay5ive & Jay Hound]
Grrah, grrah, grrah
(Spvtnik)
(Rackz, Rackz, Rackz, word to bro)
Like, how many times you gon'—
Grrah, grrah, grrah (I put the beam on the— shh, beam on the— shh)
Grrah, grrah
(Rackz, Rackz, Rackz)
Grrah, grrah (Grrah, grrah, boom)

[Chorus: Jay5ive]
Like, I'm tryna get you to listen
I don't know, but I feel somethin' missin'
Too much Wockesha and purple I'm sippin'
Put the beam on the— shh, while I'm flickin'
Purple and blue, it might fuck up your vision
In my thoughts, wanna know if I'm trippin'
Leave her or fuck her and after we finish
I just hope she don't ruin my image, don't go on the 'net and tell them how I'm simpin'
And the life that I'm livin' a movie, you can't get inside if you don't got a ticket
And my gun keep sayin', "Fever, shoot me," you don't gotta ask me, you know I'ma click it
Whеn I'm on the block, yeah, they salutе me 'cause they know my body and they know I'm different (Rackz)

[Verse 1: Jay5ive]
And she tryna let me in her coochie 'cause she know I'm Jay5ive and she know I'm gifted
It's no way I let a nigga fool me 'cause I stay on fifty, I be on my pivot
And from all these bitches, treat her Gucci, so she never know to forget her position
I don't like the way the police do me, it's like they be happy to see me in prison
I wish you was there to say you knew me, but you can't compare to my friends in the system
(I wish you was there to say you knew me, but you can't compare to my friends in the system)

[Verse 2: 917 Rackz]
Shooter in his position, it's no cameras, keep clickin' and clickin' (Grrah, grrah)
Ain't go to church, but I try to be religious
Put him on a tee, he could die like a Christian
Catch me and Fever in a fuckin' Beamer
But when we be spinnin', we slide in a Civic (Skrrt, skrrt)
Leave him dead in the sky with the victims
Yeah, she a fan of the guys, so she licked us
I know that she the line, she cannot trick us
Ski in the cut, they ain't blitzin' the telly
In the yams just like Tommy Vercetti
Slidin' in 'Cats, I ain't whippin' a Chevy (Yoom)
I'm with Jay Hound, told her, "Kick me a Chevy
Like, kick me a Visa, bitch, kick me a piece" (A piece)
Eat me up, she gon' lick me to sleep
Balenciaga and Rick on my feet
Swear to God, that boy rick on his feet
We pulled up to the show in a 'Burban
Sippin' lean done got my stomach turnin'
Gave my 'ooter a pill, now I feel like I'm nursin'
'Ooter flockin' and the bullets chirpin' (Pew, pew, pew)
Me and bro like 'Bron and Kyrie Irving
Swear I just caught me a wave like I'm surfin'
Stop tryna ask me all about my earnings (Rackz)

[Chorus: Jay5ive]
Like, I'm tryna get you to listen
I don't know, but I feel somethin' missin'
Too much Wockesha and purple I'm sippin'
Put the beam on the— shh, while I'm flickin'
Purple and blue, it might fuck up your vision
In my thoughts, wanna know if I'm trippin'
Leave her or fuck her and after we finish
I just hope she don't ruin my image, don't go on the 'net and tell them how I'm simpin'
And the life that I'm livin' a movie, you can't get inside if you don't got a ticket
And my gun keep sayin', "Fever, shoot me," you don't gotta ask me, you know I'ma click it
When I'm on the block, yeah, they salute me 'cause they know my body and they know I'm different