Lyrics: Xyled
Music: Xyled
Arranger: Xyled
yeah I got racks on bag
uh ay I go mercedes
yeah I just walk on money with my feet
uh~ uh~ uh I got racks on bag
Yeah How can I make myself happy you say u dig
Money makes me numb and contradictory u dig
Yeah I hope u right for all our sakes
Can't stop X outside I'm flyin'
Yeah I got racks on me got racks on bag
Yeah These broke S hater with no bag
Yeah Cartier watch record my every day
Yeah I let the S city know my name
I used to got no S
All I have is a desire for money no kick
hang up with some D S but keep a low key
If we have no interests We cant be do the S
This is what I know best
see me dead I have no possibilities
see me dead I know they are going to kickin' me
Everyone is wears a mask why not directly
Everyone is wears a mask why not directly
Yeah I got racks on me got racks on bag
Yeah These broke S hater with no bag
Yeah Cartier watch record my every day
Yeah I let the S city know my name
I got the racks on me
I just pull with my gang
dont wanna copy my s
Beach I dont give a danm
which one wanna pick？
I wanna rockin' with my band
he spend thousand on my feat
cuz he is not my fan
pay in the cash
dont worry about money
like I say
you look so funny
F your man
she calling me dady
pap a xan
I drive my ferrari
oh my god
she saw levensta
he is my top
what the F
she say im so luck
she wanna with me luv
yeah～ she just wanna be my fan
yeah～ I got the diamond in my hand
yeah～ she can never feel my pain
yeah～ I wanna flexing with my gang