[Lyric] $tackin (Yung Loti)

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
I'm cooking shit up shit up, like a fucking chef
If he fuck with me, he gone see his death
Bitch its Yung Loti! I don't play no games
Riding with a bad bitch and you know I'm swerving lanes
Vanilla Card shoppin
Bitch I'm tag poppin
I told her who I was and then I see them pants droppin
The hoes is like some birds so you know they all flockin
And now I'm at my job walking up I'm 'bout to clock in
I remember when I made the song "Brazy in the trap"
It's still getting brazy I might have to take a nap
If a bitch touch me she can't get mad when she gets slapped
Xbox 2k don't play verse me you will get tapped
I'm kicking all my hoes to the curb
Believe what I say, nigga just take my word
I'm flying in the sky you would think I was a bird
Role play, I like it when she dress up like nerd
[Chorus] (2x)
Rackin' and stackin', rackin' and stackin', rackin' and stackin', rackin' and stackin', rackin' and stackin', rackin' and stackin', rackin' and stackin', I'm rackin' and stackin'
If I spend a rack, best believe I get it back, If I spend a rack, best believe I get it back