I'm tryna blitz on the opps we got the sticks the dracos and glocks we got the 30s and 50 round drums you ain't in the bullshit then stay out the slums I'm in the kitchen I'm whipping up tracks fuck what you thought bro we puffin on thrax I'm tryna lay back and stack up the racks but I cannot lay back and expect the racks I gotta work work work work work she make it twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk got it from the dirt dirt dirt dirt dirt no time to lurk lurk lurk lurk lurk rip juice I'm not popping no perc If they wanna fight bitch I'm fighting em first I'm on probation the judge wanna get me I stay in my city I'm doing a verse I cannot lay back and expect the racks I gotta work for it back to back I feel like I'm Soulja cuz she make it clap all these other niggas cap In they rap I'm out here rhyming cat in the hat niggas be lying back to back I'm finna count it stack to stack shout out the niggas rapping in the trap