Patrick Ewing

[Intro]

(Hahaha, Nick, you're stupid)

[Chorus: Ken Carson & Lil Tecca]

Uh, I just want some racks, want some racks, want some cash, yeah

Lately I been workin', I been gettin' to that bag, yeah

I treat life like a race, I been doin' the dash, yeah

You think everything okay, then I'm rollin' right past ya

Everything these niggas doin', I done did that shit last year

Dunk on a ho like I'm Patrick Ewing, oh, yeah, yeah, I teabag her

Nigga try me, I already know what I'm doing

Think shit sweet and I blast you

I pop out like Luke with the money then blew it

Ain't worried about it if it ain't 'bout cash, yeah (Yeah, woah)

[Verse 1: Lil Tecca]

Woah (Woah), can't go out sad now (Can't go out sad)

Hit her up 'cause she bad now (Yeah)

I gеt the racks and I know they mad now (Oh, I know they mad)

Gеtting fly, it's a lifestyle (Lifestyle)

I been getting fly for a while now (For a while)

Niggas don't wanna be opps (Opps)

They might get hit, then we gon' walk out (Then we gon' walk out)

Baby, you rockin' with me, yeah (Me)

I can see that you agree, yeah (Agree)

I'm not the one to deceive, yeah (Uh, yeah)

Been on the West and the East, yeah (Yeah)

I can see that you a thief (Thief)

I get that pack and I leave, yeah (Leave)

Baby, you rockin' with me (Me)

I can see that you agree (Agree)

[Chorus: Ken Carson]

Uh, I just want some racks, want some racks, want some cash, yeah

Lately I been workin', I been gettin' to that bag, yeah

I treat life like a race, I been doin' the dash, yeah

You think everything okay, then I'm rollin' right past ya

Everything these niggas doin', I done did that shit last year

Dunk on a ho like I'm Patrick Ewing, oh, yeah, yeah, I teabag her

Nigga try me, I already know what I'm doing

Think shit sweet and I blast you

I pop out like Luke with the money then blew it

Ain't worried about it if it ain't 'bout cash, yeah

[Verse 2: Ken Carson]

Yeah, ayy, ain't worried about a bitch who ain't too hot (Yeah)

I'm winnin' this shit, ain't no tie (Oh yeah)

These niggas can't see me, they need some new eyes

I pop up on a opp like, "Poof, surprise"

I don't fuck with these niggas, we ain't got no ties

These niggas be capping, boy, why is you lying?

These niggas be pussy, I ain't talking lion

Everything that I do, these niggas be trying

They stealin' my swag and then they go hide in the house

You wanna be me, I'm fucking on your spouse

Pull up when I want and then I kick her out

And I ain't show no tool and she know what I'm 'bout

And she ask if she can take my dick in her mouth

I fuck on these bitches, never seen a drought

I run up the digits, never seen a drought

[Chorus: Ken Carson]

Uh, I just want some racks, want some racks, want some cash, yeah (Woah, woah)

Lately I been workin', I been gettin' to that bag, yeah (Woah, woah)

I treat life like a race, I been doin' the dash, yeah (Woah, woah)

You think everything okay, then I'm rollin' right past ya (Oh, woah)

Everything these niggas doin', I done did that shit last year (I done did that shit last year)

Dunk on a ho like I'm Patrick Ewing, oh, yeah, yeah, I teabag her (Oh, yeah, yeah, I teabag her)

Nigga try me, I already know what I'm doing

Think shit sweet and I blast you (Then you know I'm gon' blast you)

I pop out like Luke with the money then blew it

Ain't worried about it if it ain't 'bout cash, yeah (Ain't worried about it if it ain't 'bout cash, yeah)

[Outro: Ken Carson]

Ain't worried about it if it ain't 'bout cash, yeah

Everything that you did, I did that shit last year

Yeah (Hahaha, Nick, you're stupid)