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[Intro]
Let’s go, uh uh (One and only)

[Chorus]
Nigga, get yo' racks up, for the pack I cannot pass up
Shooter, he be on computers, he might turn the Mac up
That lil' nigga is a fake, finna call his back up
Turned him to a strain, 'case he try to run down
Nigga, you’s a bitch, yeah, you better put that gun down
Bitch I'm in that Trackhawk, 'til the fucking sun down
Niggas wanna be me, then I have sons now

[Verse]
Kato in the GT, b-bitch you wanna be me
Head tap, now he dizzy, just got her freak on just like Missy
Kick that bitch right out the crib, she just tried to kiss me
She back with her little boyfriend now, yeah, that nigga is so dingy
Bitch you are a joke, your man’s is hella brokе
Yea he tried to talk, wе upped the K right at his throat
If you ain’t know, anything I say goes
Bitch [?]
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[Chorus]
Nigga, get yo' racks up, for the pack I cannot pass up
Shooter, he be on computers, he might turn the Mac up
Nigga, get yo' racks up, for the pack I cannot pass up
That lil' nigga is a fake, finna call his back up
Turned him to a strain
'case he try to run down
Nigga, you’s a bitch, yeah, you better put that gun down
Bitch I'm in that Trackhawk, 'til the fucking sun down
Niggas wanna be me, then I have sons now