[Chorus]
PPACK! Yeah!
STAY! He struck, yeah!
When I'm hit, it rocks, yeah!
Brog for da Ray, yeah!

[Verse 1]
Saturday, he like I, yeah!
Easy Easy! It's A Drop!
I go fast, I ain't gon' crash, Digi Dash, 12 always on my ass
Cause I got them paper tags, big ol' racks, I get cash
I can't lie, you know I'm the man and that's a big ol' fact, fact, fact, yeah
Fact, yeah, we can pull up back to back, yeah
Know they wanna shoot my back, yeah
Know these bitches want me back, yeah
And I'm so used to platinum plaque, yeah
I spray Louis like it's Axe, yeah
Shit for Gucci on a hat, yeah
Just to cover up the knots, yeah
All I fuck with is the net, yeah
All I know is getting that, yeah
All my n***as finding tracks, yeah
Lil Uzi got a Mac, yeah
But I get off on the back, yeah
If I lose, they get a back, yeah
Pull up with from next, yeah
Your car from last, yeah
I'ma show you how to trap first
I'ma show you get the bag first
I'ma hit it with my last words
You ain't never get my password
All these chains on my neck, tell my doctor that my back hurt
Prescription for that damn bird, prescription for that damn bird
[Chorus]
I ain't get geeked in the morning
I ain't get geeked in the morning
Still geeked up in the morning
I get high off poison
These hoes so annoying
She giving me blood fish when I'm eating
I'm so sorry, I might as well rob Cartman
I go fast, I ain't gon' crash, digi dash, twelve always on my ass
Cause I got them paper tags, big ol' racks, I get cash
I can't lie, you know I'm the man and that's a big ol' fact
Fact, yeah, fact, yeah, fact, yeah, fact, yeah, stay, yeah, strap, yeah
We do it right, yeah, bro, for the red, yeah, set it, hit like, act, yeah
Easy, it's a, easy, it's a, it's a, it's a trap

[Verse 2]
They know what I say, run the game like Jay
Hundred thousand for my black marble, Rick Owens, baby
Got my hoe in check, get my hoe a check, want your hoe instead
Tried to give her birth, she said she want some coke instead
Y'all n***as don't know this shit that's going through my head
I keep seeing one of my boys even though he dead
I think that's the acid, I think that's the shroom
Shake the game out with a broom, ran up, he can't move
Rhyming ain't right on this tune, we ain't giving time to bloom
Put one, then this bitch move, bitch get hot to the moon
Know my block hot like June, July, new Uzi coming soon
[Chorus]
I go fast, I don't crash, digi dash, twelve always on my ass
Cause I got them paper tags, big ol' racks, I get cash
I can't lie, you know I'm the man and that's a big ol' fact
You know I'm the man and that's a big ol' fact
Fact, yeah, fact, yeah, fact, yeah, fact, yeah, stay, yeah, strap, yeah
We don't get it right, yeah, bro, pull up red, yeah, set it, yeah, like, act, yeah
Easy, it's a, it's a, it's a, it's a, it's a trap