Back

217 on the track, man (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Lil Pump (Yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh)

Huh, yeah, huh, ayy

Yeah, yeah, yeah

All I do is count racks, ooh

Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh

All I do is count racks, ooh

Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh

Throw it back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh

Throw it back, ooh

All I do is count racks, ooh

Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh

All I do is count racks, ooh

Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh

Throw it back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh

Throw it back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, yeah

I fuck that bitch in a Cadillac, ooh

After that she didn't know how to act, ooh

Back then I used to be quarterback

Go to the bank and I pull out 100 racks

Put the AR in the trunk of my Pontiac

Want me fo' sho, bitch I'm chargin' 'bout 40 bands

I'm into trappin', I'm shippin' out hella packs

Diamonds dance so crazy, ooh

Your diamonds so fugazi, ooh

Bitch said the crash is the eighty, yeah

I just bought a brand new Mercedes, huh

In the kitchen whippin' up babies, ooh

In the kitchen whippin' up baby, yeah

And I got a bitch named Hailey, huh

And I got a bitch named Hailey (brr)

All I do is count racks, ooh

Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh

All I do is count racks, ooh

Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh

Throw it back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh

Throw it back, ooh

All I do is count racks, ooh

Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh

All I do is count racks, ooh

Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, yeah (Lil Boat)

Throw it back, huh

Throw it back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah (Lil Boat)

Throw it back, yeah (Lil Boat)(Lil Boat)

Throw it back, huh (Lil Boat)(Lil Boat)

Throw it back, ooh (Lil Boat)

Young rich nigga need a dick ride

Hit it from the back, make her jump like a hiccup

Bang, bang, bang, like ya knockin' on the front door

Bitch brown skin like a muhfuckin' fronto

Used to post at the Citgo, uh

Now I got chips in the Citgo, uh

Now I got a wrist like a igloo, huh

And it glow like a disco ball

Bih, bend it over like your shoe's untied

Side bitch still got a iPhone 5

Main bitch still got a iPhone 7

Still caught a Uzi, pistol, or a MAC-11

Still fuck a nigga main bitch while I got my own bitch

And I better still make it up to Heaven, uh

I'ma have a kid just to dress him up in Gucci

To the seven, goddamn, I'm a reverend

Lil Boat, Lil Pump

All I do is count racks, ooh

Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh

All I do is count racks, ooh

Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh

Throw it back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh

Throw it back, ooh

All I do is count racks, ooh

Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh

All I do is count racks, ooh

Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh

Throw it back, ooh

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, yeah

Throw it back, huh

Throw it back, ooh