100 Racks - Quality Control, Offset, Playboi Carti

No books, this a mag

Shoot it out, fuck a badge

I was down to my last (Last)

I remember my past (Woo)

Put it up, got packs in the house (Bando)

Get slapped with a stack, watch your mouth

These hoes get passed (Pew pew)

Get slapped with the racks to the mouth

Wit' them racks you get slapped (Slapped)

And this bitch want my mans

'Bout to play with these bands (Play with them, play with them)

'Bout to play with these bands, hold up (Yeah)

You can’t come to the land

Got that bitch in my hand (Bitch, bitch)

That muhfucka' gon' dance

That muhfucka' gon' dance, yeah (Yeah)

Livin' gone like Xan'

We been gone like Xan'

We not kickin' shit

No, we not friends

But I set these trends (Trends)

Put a bitch in the Benz

Dirty money got cleansed (Cleansed)

Diamonds jumpin' out the gym

She invite her friends (Friends)

They my type, all tens

And my drip European (Drip)

I done put diamonds on my lens (Woo)

My first hunnit racks (Hunnits)

I blew it by the rack (Blew it)

Then I took off the hat (Hat)

Had to Dior the bag (Dior)

No books, this a mag

Shoot it out, fuck a badge

I was down to my last (Last)

I remember my past (Woo)

Put it up, got packs in the house (Bando)

Get slapped with a stack with the mount

These hoes get passed (Pew pew)

Get slapped with the racks to the mouth

Niggas don’t want no money, want clout

Don’t sit, there’s a stick in the couch

Get a man, get 'em in, get 'em out

Now my grandma lookin' down proud

My kids not worried 'bout a drought

Baguettes in the teeth, down South

Richard Mille wrist, cost a house

Put the double-R truck en route

I go straight out to Mars, valet my car

Trap guitar, straight out the Nawf

Losin' my mind, I can’t think

Fye that bitch up, we gon' blank

I go three hard in the paint

It get hot on the Perc', 'bout to faint

Swimmin' with sharks in the tank

You best not drown, when I pop this pint

Pour it in the clouds, hope that shit don’t stink

My first hunnit racks (Hunnits)

I blew it by the rack (Blew it)

Then I took off the hat (Hat)

Had to Dior the bag (Dior)

No books, this a mag

Shoot it out, fuck a badge

I was down to my last (Last)

I remember my past (Woo)

Put it up, got packs in the house (Bando)

Get slapped with a stack watch your mouth

These hoes get passed (Pew pew)

Get slapped with the racks to the mouth

Wit' them racks you get slapped (Slapped)

And this bitch want my mans

'Bout to play with these bands (Play with them)

'Bout to play with these bands