Countin' up them racks, had to make it back Feel like Bruce Lee how I flip a pack Bust it on the scale for the cal-de-sac Feel like Bruce Lee how I flip a pack Countin' up them racks, had to make it back Feel like Bruce Lee how I flip a pack Bust it on the scale for the cal-de-sac Feel like Bruce Lee how I flip a pack Countin' up these racks Got these pussy nigga's hating on me You don't want no smoke Make you tote, whatchu sayin' homie? I should keep the ruga Rock the '40, keep the burner on me 2 Glock, 3 Glock, K's like my name is Kony Bust it up, bust it down like construction Aye, Bitch I'm serving in the fuction I'm a young nigga came from nothing Out the mud I turned out nothing into something Geek geek geek, off the wok, aye Bitch I'm serving fiends on the block SmokePurpp bitch you know how I rock Keep the ruga keep the crack on my sock Countin' up them racks, had to make it back Feel like Bruce Lee how I flip a pack Bust it on the scale for the cal-de-sac Feel like Bruce Lee how I flip a pack Countin' up them racks, had to make it back Feel like Bruce Lee how I flip a pack Bust it on the scale for the cal-de-sac Feel like Bruce Lee how I flip a pack