Rich the Kid – Racks Today Lyrics

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[Intro]
Ricky Racks
We smarter, huh?

[Chorus]
I got a check to spend (What?)
Ain’t gotta flex, I win (Flex)
I said the Maybach a Benz (A Benz)
You cappin’, them racks is in (Racks)
Fuck a handout, I was trappin’ ’til the lights out (Trap)
The right route, now I’m rich, I brought the ice out (Rich)
I got a check to spend
Ain’t gotta flex, I win (Flex)
I said the Maybach a Benz (A Benz)
You cappin’, them racks is in (Racks)
Fuck a handout, I was trappin’ ’til the lights out (Out)
The right route, now I’m rich, I brought the ice out (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
You went the wrong way (What?), it’s been a long day (Long)
You get the short pay, I get them racks today (Racks)
Ooh, back in the drank again (Drank)
I’m looking for pints, would somebody bring ’em in? (Lean)
That bitch, I’m smashing it
No cappin’, I’m rappin’, I got in an accident (Woo)
I crashed it (Crashed it)
These niggas was hatin, I passed ’em (I passed ’em)
Keep talking, the chopper gon’ blast you (Graow)
Outta here like NASA (NASA)
Ooh, pick up my plug on the spaceship (Plug)
Ain’t got no time for no dumb bitch
Like shit, fuck it, I’m dumb rich (Dumb rich)
That money, these bitches gon’ come quick

[Chorus]
I got a check to spend (What?)
Ain’t gotta flex, I win (Flex)
I said the Maybach a Benz (A Benz)
You cappin’, them racks is in (Racks)
Fuck a handout, I was trappin’ ’til the lights out (Trap)
The right route, now I’m rich, I brought the ice out (Rich)
I got a check to spend
Ain’t gotta flex, I win (Flex)
I said the Maybach a Benz (A Benz)
You cappin’, them racks is in (Racks)
Fuck a handout, I was trappin’ ’til the lights out (Out)
The right route, now I’m rich, I brought the ice out (Ayy)

[Verse 2]
Ice on me
Come blind you with all of this light on me (Huh?)
Bring her ’round, take your bitch, homie (What?)
She flip on the dick, do tricks on me (Tricks on me)
Ooh, straight out the bag too
I got me the Bentley, might go the Wraith too (Bitch)
Pass her ’round ’cause she fuck with the crew
All this money, you wouldn’t know what to do (Huh?)
You get bossed around (Around)
I smoke out the pound, I smoke out the pound (Pound)
Too much drip, might drown
That brand new Lamb’, I’m pullin’ it out (Skrrt)
2018 (’18)
Might fall in love, that pussy was so clean (So clean)
The head was so mean (So mean)
The money, racks tall, higher than Yao Ming

[Chorus]
I got a check to spend (What?)
Ain’t gotta flex, I win (Flex)
I said the Maybach a Benz (A Benz)
You cappin’, them racks is in (Racks)
Fuck a handout, I was trappin’ ’til the lights out (Trap)
The right route, now I’m rich, I brought the ice out (Rich)
I got a check to spend
Ain’t gotta flex, I win (Flex)
I said the Maybach a Benz (A Benz)
You cappin’, them racks is in (Racks)
Fuck a handout, I was trappin’ ’til the lights out (Out)
The right route, now I’m rich, I brought the ice out (Ayy)

Lil Yachty – Peek A Boo lyrics

(feat. Migos)

[Intro: Quavo]
Ricky Racks
Peek-a-boo, woo!
Peek-a-boo

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Uh, uh, play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that money like peek-a-boo, ooh
Play with these bitches like peek-a-boo, uh
Broke ass bitch ass nigga
I’m not finna play with you, that’s what these rappers do
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, nigga
Lil Boat
I’m not finna play with you, that’s what these rappers do

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Red dot, red dot, red dot, red dot, red dot
On his nose like Rudolph
Pull up to the scene, all white with the roof off
Take that lil’ bitch to the Ruth’s Chris
Fuck her, then fuck on her sister, I’m ruthless
Chill on the 6 when I’m fuckin’ on pucchi
That bitch was ugly, but pussy on smoothie (wet)
Play with that kitty like hello
Take a step back then I bust it, I bust it, I bust it like Melo
Aimin’ at you and your fellows
My new bitch yellow
She blow that dick like a cello
Fuck her then send that bitch home on the metro
Ooh, young nigga fly like a pigeon
Vercetti frames, they be hidin’ my vision
Make sure all my niggas eat, that’s the mission
No more wishin’, I’ma go get it, go get it, I got it

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Uh, uh, play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that money like peek-a-boo, ooh
Play with these bitches like peek-a-boo, uh
Broke ass bitch ass nigga
I’m not finna play with you, that’s what these rappers do
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, nigga
I’m not finna play with you, that’s what these rappers do

[Verse 2: Offset]
Open your eyes, bitch you see all this money
Made that lil’ bitch tape a brick to her stomach
You not the gang, we don’t kick it or punt it
Just bought the Wraith and I wrapped it, titanic
Look at the numbers, mechanics ain’t frontin’
I came from the lick, went to jail, I got punished, ooh
Pullin’ up foreign, Freddy Kreuger, wow
My niggas turn barracuda
You cappin’, I came from trappin’
I used to have the dope stashed in the cabinet (dope!)
Mama couldn’t tell me shit, where was my daddy? (Mom)
Look at my Patek, I’m flexin’, I’m petty (I’m petty)
I fucked the pussy the first time I met it
Won’t give you no credit, you Eddie spaghetti
I cook the brick, cut the brick with machetes
Married the money, the bitch wasn’t ready, uh, uh

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Uh, uh, play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that money like peek-a-boo, ooh
Play with these bitches like peek-a-boo, uh
Broke ass bitch ass nigga
I’m not finna play with you, that’s what these rappers do
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, nigga
I’m not finna play with you, that’s what these rappers do

[Verse 3: Quavo]
New grey drop top Audi, 2013, yeah
White coco, butterfly wings, 2k17
Ice (ice), came out the machine (ice)
Came out the machine (ice baby)
Draco, Uzi, Tommy gun, SK (Tommy gun), all machines, brrrt
Yeah, hey, pull up on the side of ’em, skrrt
Let the clip ride on ’em
Ayy, fuck 12, open fire on ’em (fuck 12)
Open up fire on ’em (fuck 12)
Yeah, don’t tuck in my chain (nah)
I’m with the gang (gang,) hit you with range
Scattering showers, here come the rain
Icy Hot sleeve, these niggas in pain, hey

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Uh, uh, play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that money like peek-a-boo, ooh
Play with these bitches like peek-a-boo, uh
Broke ass bitch ass nigga
I’m not finna play with you, that’s what these rappers do

[Verse 4: Takeoff]
Left wrist white, it’s the Patek (Philippe)
Bad white bitch with a fatty (unique)
Smokin’ on cookies from granny (trees)
Pocket rocket, go go gadget (go go)
I make a play, Madden (John)
I know it was some speculation ’bout who the one
But we invented the dabbin’ (dab)
Fuck it, we just let ’em have it (have it)
Draco for niggas with static (brrt, static)
I can do magic and make me a rabbit
With usin’ my karats (ice, woah)
Gelato package, I’m drinkin’ on Actavis, expensive habits (Actavis, mud)
Yellow bitch, Pikachu (bitch)
Cameltoe peekin’ at you (look at you)
Peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo

Migos – What The Price lyrics

[Intro: Quavo]
Ricky Racks
Yeah…. yeah….. yeah
Tell me…. the price
Tell me… the price (yeah, yeah)
Tell me the price (yeah)
Tell me the price (yeah, yeah)
No surprise

[Hook: Takeoff & Quavo]
What’s the price? (Prices, prices, going up)
Woo! (Prices, prices, price)
The bitch bad, I slide (prices, price is, going up)
Hold on, yeah (prices, prices, price)
What’s the price? (What’s the price? Prices going up, prices)
Hold on (Price, going up yeah)
The bitch bad, I slide, skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt (going up)
Hold on (woo woo woo, price)

[Post-Hook: Quavo]
Bad Mona Lisa, slide with my people
Pink slip for the ride, but what’s in the trunk, it’s illegal
Came from dimes, no cosigns
You can read between the lines
Like a pro skater, did my own grinds

[Verse 1: Takeoff & Quavo]
Tell me what the preacher preach about (preacher)
Tell me what the teacher teach about (teacher)
I’ma go find me a better route
That bullshit and cap, you can leave it out (cap)
They talking but ain’t tryna hear me out
Won’t open the door, tryna leave me out (open)
I’ma pull up and just empty out (brrr)
Come through, just make sure you clear me out (brrr)

[Bridge: Quavo]
Ooh
Clear me out, clear me out
Just clear me out, clear me out

[Hook: Takeoff, Quavo & Offset]
What’s the price? (Prices, prices, going up)
Woo! (Prices, prices, price)
The bitch bad, I slide (prices, prices, going up)
Hold on, yeah (prices, prices, price)
What’s the price? (What’s the price? Price is going up, prices)
Hold on (Price, going up yeah)
The bitch bad, I slide, skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt (going up)
Hold on (woo woo woo, price)
Shit goin’ up, you know what I mean? Offset!

[Verse 2: Offset]
I do not care what the tag will say (I don’t)
I done brought out a big bag today (bag)
I just pulled up with the MAC today (brrr)
I don’t plan on going out sad today (brrr)
Pay what you owe, eighty a show (eighty)
Close the curtain and smoke in the Ghost (gas)
Hop in the i8 and lift up the door (skrrt)
Young rich nigga, more money than the old (hey)
Got your hoe at the condo, no clothes, yeah
Climb on a young nigga pole, yeah
You don’t wanna go there (nah)
Sticks and the Dracos in here (brrr)
Got racks in the back of my pants (racks)
Got racks in the bachelor pad (racks)
These bitches, they fuck for a bag (smash)
And you niggas gon’ go out sad

[Pre-Hook: Quavo]
Bad Mona Lisa (bad)
Slide with my people (skrrt skrrt)
Pink slip for the ride (skrrt skrrt)
But what’s in the trunk, it’s illegal
Came from dimes (dimes), no cosigns (no cosigns)
You can read between the lines
Like a pro skater, did my own grinds, yeah (grinds)

[Hook: Takeoff & Quavo]
What’s the price? (What’s the price? price is going up, prices)
Hold on (price, going up yeah)
The bitch bad, I slide, skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt (going up)
Hold on (woo woo woo, price, yeah!)

Peek a boo – Lil Yachty feat. Migos lyrics

Lyrics Lil Yachty – Peek a boo

Ricky Racks
Peek a boo, woo!
Peek-a-boooo.

Uh, uh, play with that pus*y like peek-a-boo, uhhh
Play with that pus*y like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pus*y like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pus*y like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that money like peek-a-boo, ooh
Play with these b*tches like peek-a-boo, uh
Broke a*s b*tch a*s nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, b*tch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, b*tch versuri-lyrics.info
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, b*tch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, nigga
Lil Boat
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do.

Red dot, red dot, red dot, red dot, red dot
On his nose like Rudolph
Pull up to the scene, all white with the roof off
Take that lil’ b*tch to the Ruth Chris
f*ck her, then f*ck on her sister, I’m ruthless
Chill on the 6 when I’m f*ckin’ on poochie
That b*tch was ugly, but pus*y on smoothie (wet)
Play with that kitty like hello
Took a step back then I bust it, I bust it, I bust it like Melo
Aiming at you and your fellows
My new b*tch yellow
She blow that d*ck like a cello
f*ck her then send that b*tch home on the metro
Oohhhh, young nigga fly like a pigeon
Versace frames, they be hidin’ my vision
Make sure all my niggas eat, that’s the mission
Emotion, I’ma go get it, go get it, I got it.

Uh, uh, play with that pus*y like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pus*y like peek a boo, uh
Play with that pus*y like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pus*y like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that money like peek-a-boo, ooh
Play with these b*tches like peek-a-boo, uh
Broke a*s b*tch a*s nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, b*tch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, b*tch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, b*tch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do.

Open your eyes, b*tch you see all this money
Made that lil’ b*tch tape a brick to her stomach
You not the gang, we don’t kick it or punt it
Just bought the Wraith and I revved it tectonic
Look at the numbers, mechanics ain’t frontin’
I came from the lint, went to jail, I got punished, ooh
Pourin’ a four, Freddy Kreuger, wow
My niggas turn barracuda
You cappin’, I came from trappin’
I used to have the dope stashed in the cabinet (dope!)
Mama couldn’t tell me s**t, where was my daddy? (Mom)
Look at my Patek, I’m flexin’, I’m petty (I’m petty)
I f*cked the pus*y the first time I met it
Won’t give you no credit, you ate it, spaghetti
I cook the brick, cut the brick with machetes
Married the money, the b*tch wasn’t ready, uh, uhhh.

Uh, uh, play with that pus*y like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pus*y like peeka boo, uh
Play with that pus*y like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pus*y like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that money like peek-a-boo, ooh
Play with these b*tches like peek-a-boo, uh
Broke a*s b*tch a*s nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, b*tch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, b*tch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, b*tch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do.

New grey drop top Audi, 2013, yeah
White coco, butterfly wings, 2k17
Ice (ice), came out the machine (ice)
Came out the machine (ice baby)
Draco, Uzi, Tommy gun, SK (Tommy gun), all machines, brrrt
Yeah, hey, pull up on the side of ’em, skrrt
Let the clip ride on ’em
Ayy, f*ck 12, open fire on ’em (f*ck 12)
Open up fire on ’em (f*ck 12)
Yeah, don’t tuck in my chain (nah)
I’m with the gang (gang,) hit you with range
Scattering showers, here come the rain
Icy Hot sleeve, these niggas in pain, hey.

Uh, uh, play with that pus*y like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pus*y like peek a boo, uh
Play with that pus*y like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pus*y like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that money like peek-a-boo, ooh
Play with these b*tches like peek-a-boo, uh
Broke a*s b*tch a*s nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do.

Left wrist white, it’s the Patek (Philippe)
Bad white b*tch with a fatty (unique)
Smokin’ on cookies from granny (trees)
Pocket rocket, go go gadget (go go)
I make a play, Madden (John)
I know it was some speculation ’bout who the one
But we invented the dabbin’ (dab)
f*ck it, we just let ’em have it (have it)
Draco for niggas with static (brrt, static)
I can do magic and make me a rabbit
With usin’ my karats (ice, woah)
Just like the package, I’m drinkin’ on Actavis, expensive habits (Actavis, mud)
Yellow b*tch, Pikachu (b*tch)
Cameltoe peekin’ at you (look at you)
Peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-booo.
Lil Yachty lyrics
Video boo

Lil Yachty – Peek A Boo (feat. Migos)

[Intro: Quavo]
Ricky Racks
Peek-a-boo, woo!
Peek-a-boo

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Uh, uh, play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that money like peek-a-boo, ooh
Play with these bitches like peek-a-boo, uh
Broke ass bitch ass nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, nigga
Lil Boat
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Red dot, red dot, red dot, red dot, red dot
On his nose like Rudolph
Pull up to the scene, all white with the roof off
Take that lil’ bitch to the Ruth Chris
Fuck her, then fuck on her sister, I’m ruthless
Chill on the 6 when I’m fuckin’ on poochie
That bitch was ugly, but pussy on smoothie (wet)
Play with that kitty like hello
Took a step back then I bust it, I bust it, I bust it like Melo
Aiming at you and your fellows
My new bitch yellow
She blow that dick like a cello
Fuck it, then send that bitch home on the metro
Ooh, young nigga fly like a pigeon
Versace frames, they be hidin’ my vision
Make sure all my niggas eat, that’s the mission
Emotion, I’ma go get it, go get it, I got it

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Uh, uh, play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that money like peek-a-boo, ooh
Play with these bitches like peek-a-boo, uh
Broke ass bitch ass nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do

[Verse 2: Offset]
Open your eyes, bitch you see all this money
Made that lil’ bitch tape a brick to her stomach
You not the gang, we don’t kick it or punt it
Just bought the Wraith and I ride it tectonic
Look at the numbers, mechanics ain’t frontin’
I came from the limp, went to jail, I got punished, ooh
Pull in the 4, Freddy Kreuger, wow
My niggas’ tongue barracuda
You cappin’, I came from trappin’
I used to have the dope stashed in the cabinet (dope!)
Mama couldn’t tell me shit, where was my daddy? (Mom)
Look at my Patek, I’m flexin’, I’m petty (I’m petty)
I fucked the pussy the first time I met it
Won’t give you no credit, yeah, ate it, spaghetti
I cook the brick, cut the brick with machete
Married the money, the bitch wasn’t ready, uh, uh

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Uh, uh, play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that money like peek-a-boo, ooh
Play with these bitches like peek-a-boo, uh
Broke ass bitch ass nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do

[Verse 3: Quavo]
New grey drop top Audi, 2013, yeah
White coco, butterfly wings, 2k17
Ice, ice, came out the machine, ice, came out the machine
Ice, baby
Draco, Uzi, Tommy gun, SK, hunting gun, all machines, brrrt
Yeah, hey, pull up on the side of ’em, skrrt
Let the clip ride on ’em
Ayy, fuck 12, open fire on ’em (fuck 12)
Open up fire on ’em (fuck 12)
Yeah, don’t tuck in my chain (nah)
I’m with the gang (gang,) hit you with range
Got them showers, here come the rain
Icy Hot sleep, these niggas in pain, hey

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Uh, uh, play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that money like peek-a-boo, ooh
Play with these bitches like peek-a-boo, uh
Broke ass bitch ass nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do

[Verse 4: Takeoff]
Left wrist, right is the Patek Philippe
Bad white bitch with a fatty, unique
Smokin’ on cookies from granny, trees
Pocket rocket, go go gadget, go go
Make a play, Madden, John
I know it was some speculation ’bout who the one
But we invented the dabbin’ (dab)
Fuck it, we just let ’em have it (have it)
Draco for niggas with static (brrt, static)
I can do magic and make me a rabbit
With usin’ my karats (ice, woah)
Just like the package, I’m drinkin’ on Actavis, expensive habits (mud)
Yellow bitch, Pikachu (bitch)
Cameltoe peekin’ at you
Look at you, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo