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[Chorus]
(b*tch, I got racks)
I got them racks to get, yeah
Get up and count up a fit
I ain't gon' throw no fit, yeah
Look at this fresh-ass fit
Look at my bad-ass b*tch, look
Look, I'm just counting that sh*t, look (D-Dkanee)
Look, I'm just counting that sh*t, look
Look, look, look, look
Look, look, look, look, yeah
Look how I'm counting this sh*t, yeah
Look how I'm f*cking that b*tch, yeah
Look how I give that b*tch X
That b*tch think she a dancer
Yeah, n*ggas always wanna put smoke in the room like cancer
Man, these n*ggas ain't on sh*t, these n*ggas really a disaster

[Verse]
Zelly just looking for answers (Woah)
Zelly just looking for answers (VLAD)
Yeah, I'm just looking for answers (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm just looking for answers (b*tch, I got racks)
I put time in this sh*t, I can't go backwards
She said she love me, don't say the L word
It's f*ck the afterlife, I'm just living on Earth
And what comes after, you know I'm not scared (D-Dkanee)
Yeah, racks on me, they legit
I got a bag on me, yeah, b*tch
Fake n*ggas always switch
Don't give a f*ck 'bout your promo page
I'ma just hop out and rage
Free all my dogs out the cage
I f*ck that b*tch, she my aid
And I'ma suck on that pus*y with fangs
You better get out the way
Oh, I just jumped off the stage
I used to be on the block, catch a fade
I used to get up every single day
I worked my ass off, I gotta get paid, yeah
Look, look, look (b*tch, I got racks)
Look how I count up that mula, yeah
That pus*y get wet like Bermuda
Bro locked up 'cause he really a shooter (Blat)
Throwing up Bs with Buddah (What?)
I wanna rap to that pus*y, yeah
Just like K Suave, yeah
Going insane, I might lose it (D-Dkanee)
VLAD lifestyle and you might get recruited
[Chorus]
I got them racks to get, yeah
Get up and count up a fit
I ain't gon' throw no fit, yeah
Look at this fresh-ass fit
Look at my bad-ass b*tch, look
Look, I'm just counting that sh*t, look
Look, I'm just counting that sh*t, look
Look, look, look, look
Look, look, look, look, yeah
Look how I'm counting this sh*t, yeah
Look how I'm f*cking that b*tch, yeah
Look how I give that b*tch X
That b*tch think she a dancer (b*tch, I got racks)
Yeah, n*ggas always wanna put smoke in the room like cancer
Man, these n*ggas ain't on sh*t, these n*ggas really a disaster
(D-Dkanee)