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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Programming
Offset
Offset
Vocals
Quavo
Quavo
Vocals
Takeoff
Takeoff
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
Daryl McPherson
Daryl McPherson
Songwriter
Denis Berger
Denis Berger
Songwriter
Anthony Tchakalla
Anthony Tchakalla
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Producer
Pvlace
Pvlace
Producer
Gunboi
Gunboi
Producer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Durel made the beat, I'ma rock wit' it
[Verse 1]
Takeoff
I cop me a coupe and I hop in it (Coupe)
He claimin' the game, but he not in it (Not)
That Birkin bag came with the fire in it (Brrr)
He told you a rap with a lie in it (Lie)
He got some new jewels, he's flexin' his ice
He praying to God he don't die in it (God)
Let me take 'em back to the bando on the Nawf
Don't you remind me (Nawf)
I try to stay low, but I shine so bright
So it be hard not to find me (Shine)
These rainbow diamonds up in that Rollie
No, this not your regular timepiece (Rainbow)
Come place your order, gon' cost you a quarter
And there's a fee to stand beside me (Fee)
God forbid if somebody try me
I'm turning this shit to a crime scene (Grrr)
Grab a cig and put up the kid
The mini Draco in the arm sling (Shoot)
And ain't no jumpin', no switchin' no side
When I let it sing, the bell ring (No)
Please don't judge me just 'cause of my cover
'Cause you never seen what I seen (Go)
[Bridge]
When the racks too skinny
[Verse 2]
I walk in the bih' with my gun out (Bow)
You don't know what I know, ain't seen what I seen
What the fuck they be t'alm 'bout? (Huh?)
Damn (Damn)
She still count the bag and went on this bitch to clock out (Go)
I pulled the F&N out of my drawers
She thought I was pullin' my cock out (Cock out)
If you touch one of us, we bust, your little bitty shit get shot down (Rah)
You're not one of us, I did not trust ya then, especially not now (Not now)
Young **** come through spinnin' this swangin' shit
It's a Nawf side playground (Nawf side, ya)
Zip 'em up, spray ground (Zip 'em)
We gone, 85 northbound (Skrrt)
Yes, sir, this Migo business (Yes, sir)
We divided the field like tennis (Divided the field)
We shook up the trenches
Movin' the tenants and still trappin' in it (Trap, trap)
It's a handout, fifty (Woo)
I'll stack it up, double up, spend it (Stack it, stack it)
[Chorus]
When the racks too skinny (Too skinny)
I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (Too skinny)
I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, woo)
When the racks too skinny (Go)
I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (Skinny)
I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze)
When the racks too skinny (Too skinny)
I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze)
[Verse 3]
Offset
Dropped out of school (Hey)
Kicked down the door, bust it down now we full (Kicked door)
Chrome Heart the denim, the patches velour
I send 'em, they spin 'em, don't go back and forth
I got a stick, this bih' take down a horse (Stick)
Basketball seats in the Wraith like a court (Hey)
We get you split, get you put in a morgue (Morgue)
Big body mansion with basketball courts (Courts)
Count a whole M up, my thumb was sore (Sore)
Just look at this bitch and I know I'ma score (Score)
200 cash with a mag in my drawer (Mag)
I'm pullin' strings like I play the guitar (Hey)
Dracos and MACs, we ready for war (Dracos, the Dracos)
We petty, we spend every day with them cutters, machete
I spend a little lettuce, he sent to the medics
My money come steady, somebody die, only way I can dead it
I heard your money was shedding
We on the verge, worth hundreds of millions (Verge)
They trick of your top and I took off my ceiling
Cash in the vault, I got more than a million
M's in the bank, I don't care 'bout a M (Please)
Play with the gang, we stay and we drill 'em
Fuck it, we crash, we villain
I'm in my bag and I'm gettin' it
[Chorus]
When the racks too skinny (Too skinny)
I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, woo)
When the racks too skinny (Go)
I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (Skinny)
I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, suwoo)
When the racks too skinny (Too skinny)
I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (Racks)
I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, woo)
When the racks too skinny (Go)
I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (Skinny)
I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, suwoo)
When the racks too skinny (Racks)
I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, uh)
[Outro]
Durel made the beat, I'ma rock wit' it
Written by: Anthony Tchakalla, Daryl McPherson, Denis Berger, Kiari Cephus, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Quavious Marshall, Tchakalla Anthony Romeo
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