(Hook)
I'm coming for them racks, racks, racks
All dressed in black, black, black

Middle finger to them suckers, suckers, suckers
Real ^!$$%s, where you at, at, at?
I pray to the Lord, Lord, Lord

To keep the devil off my back, back, back
I make em girls drop it low, low, low
Can't keep my city on my cut, cut, cut


(Verse)
Uptown rider, blunt long as a dollar

You's a choir boy, I'm straight out of the jungle, surge your blocka
My youngins off the blocka, break you up something proper
Like that choppa turn yo $$# in that chicken enchilada

I ain't $#&@in with them ^!$$%s who wasn't $#&@in with me
See how them tables turn? $#&@ favors, nothing for free
Yea that bull%#@!, I'm on that

My dick ? yo girl on that
Word I know she ain't, she just show up everywhere I perform at
How you wanna do it boy? I'm bout that

My team runnin out of money, I doubt that
Stuntin like mall this tall ballin, I'm on my grizzly (*##$
I'm a ^!$$%'s worst nightmare and a (*##$'s wish


(Hook)
I'm coming for them racks, racks, racks

All dressed in black, black, black
Middle finger to them suckers, suckers, suckers
Real ^!$$%s, where you at, at, at?

I pray to the Lord, Lord, Lord
To keep the devil off my back, back, back
I make em girls drop it low, low, low

Can't keep my city on my cut, cut, cut

(Verse)

New York City rider, full of GT vodka
I'm sprayin in her mouth and she embrace it like banaka
And she hate it when I stop her

So never do I stop her
I just light my good and watch er
Get messy like whopper

I'm a painful home, wreck a ^!$$% life hurts
I turn your wife into my after the club work
You too close, my shooters show you how them slugs work

$#&@in with Millz is deadly like Magic's bloodwork
Roll another blunt, pop another molly
I'm with Lee, that Korean (*##$ is taking shots of sake

Livin sucka free, far from where them suckas be
Jehova witness blow my name
Ringin bells all up the streets


(Hook)
I'm coming for them racks, racks, racks

All dressed in black, black, black
Middle finger to them suckers, suckers, suckers
Real ^!$$%s, where you at, at, at?

I pray to the Lord, Lord, Lord
To keep the devil off my back, back, back
I make em girls drop it low, low, low

Can't keep my city on my cut, cut, cut

I'm coming for them racks, racks, racks

Young Money, cash money
Middle finger to them suckers, suckers, suckers
We all 100 over here, G'd up

I pray to the Lord, Lord, Lord
To keep the devil off my back, back, back
Uptown til the casket drop, you already now

Can't keep my city on my cut, cut, cut

Millz!