Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Stevie Monclér
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Yeah , yeah , yeah
All these racks in my wallet
I got racks they stuffed in my pocket
Brand new No.9 jeans what I'm rockin
Keep smoking on Za man I can't even stop it
Got this bad ass bitch imma run up her mileage
Rockets , all in my mafucking pocket
Guess u can call that bitch a pocket Rocket
I'm really the greatest I'm just being honest hurh
Yeah woah
I'm in the cut with my hoes and bro's you know that my neck is on froze woah
I'm in the party I'm fucking on thotties and bitches I don't even know woah
Y'all **** broke and you **** ain't getting no money that shit is fasho
All of u **** just copy my swag
You can't even paste coz you **** is hoes
I'm cold that a bitch in the summer but bitch I forgot that my mafucking neck is froze
Imma just hop in that mafucking drop-top with them new butterfly doors
I cannot trust none of these **** so you know I keep me a pole
Uuuhh , Ayeah
All these racks in my wallet
I got racks they stuffed in my pocket
Brand new No.9 jeans what I'm rockin
Keep smoking on Za man I can't even stop it
Got this bad ass bitch imma run up her mileage
Rockets , all in my mafucking pocket
Guess u can call that bitch a pocket Rocket
I'm really the greatest I'm just being honest hurh
Written by: Stevie Monclér