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[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]

Funny, you can't turn me down

I already know nobody don't got my back

Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]

Back, back, back, back

Stack, racks, racks, racks

Black Mac, stay strapped

Ooh, big racks, ooh, large stacks, yuh

Back, back, back, back

Stack, racks, racks, racks

Black Mac, stay strapped

Ooh, big racks, ooh, large stacks, ooh

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]

Boy, you cap, boy, you cap

Ooh, you ain't put nothing on the map, choppa on my lap

Ooh, she like when I pop them tags, yeah, don't trip 'bout my tag, yeah

Get my swag from my dad, yeah, hunnid bands in my bag

30 rounds in my mag, fuck niggas bit my swag, ayy

I was just tryna walk past, yeah, put your lil' bitch on a jet

Then sucked my dick, we jet lagged, yeah, smile in the whip, drive fast

Goin' way faster than the Dash, wanna race, boy, get dragged

Talking too slick, get clapped, fucking your bitch, no fag

So fuck nigga better relax 'cause everything I say facts

Had to skate on a bitch like Vans, been wearing these shits since The Pack

Ridin' 'round all black Mac, know I gotta watch my back

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]

Back, back, back, back

Stack, racks, racks, racks

Black Mac, stay strapped

Ooh, big racks, ooh, large stacks, yuh

Back, back, back, back

Stack, racks, racks, racks

Black Mac, stay strapped

Ooh, big racks, ooh, large stacks, ooh

[Verse 2: Young Thug]

Kick my one-two, yeah, ooh, yeah

Fuck around, hunt you, kick shit, Kung Fu

All my foreigns new, pour my Mountain Dew

Diamonds from Cancun, twenty bitches at the Fontainebleau

Saw you a mouse, too, your diamonds got clouds, too

Money taller than the latitude, can't wait to embarrass you

Talk dirty like a bastard too, I was fuckin’ out the midnight blue

Three-hunnid for the Bentley Coupe, uh, yeah

Wrist on froze like "Ouch,” got a car in the house like a couch

Been rich, your bitch can vouch, yeah, now bring your scout, yeah

I put my dick in her mouth, yeah, we was on your couch, yeah

I put my nut on her comb, now you got nut in your hair

Chanel on her manicure, my floor meets eleven

I got me a wife, but I still live like a bachelor

I told her we married, but I'm never gon' marry her

I married the money and karats, I'm not tryna embarrass you

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]

Back, back, back, back

Stack, racks, racks, racks

Black Mac, stay strapped

Ooh, big racks, ooh, large stacks, yuh

Back, back, back, back

Stack, racks, racks, racks

Black Mac, stay strapped

Ooh, big racks, ooh, large stacks, ooh