text: Power, power, power, power
  Yeah
  Gunna, ooh, ooh, yeah
  If you outta sight, you outta mind
  You gotta stack, you gotta grind
  Im statin facts, these niggas lyin
  You cant relax and keep wastin time
  I want the racks, I gotta get mine
  Stackin it up, I work wit a stride
  I went from a deuce, turnt up to a nine
  I sleep with the stars, I know Ima shine
  Same price as the rent, thats the cost for the kicks
  Im stackin up racks just to make a hit list
  My nigga El Chapo will chop off ya wrist
  Pull up wit them choppas, I know I wont miss
  Some niggas get locked up, and turned to a snitch
  But I kept it solid and hard as a brick
  Winked at your bitch, she want give me a kiss
  Walked in that bit I was drippin like piss
  Bought an AP, and took my wrist out of the pot
  Pop a bottle of Aces, and pour that shit out
  Put some diamonds and chandeliers all in the spot
  How many racks does this young nigga got?
  I flew to Dubai, I didnt go to DeVry
  Hunnit racks to put the jet in the sky
  Time is music, this the best you could buy
  Im drippin bitches, niggas still think they still fly
  I think Im the flyest, I aint got no stylist
  Im geeked up off Molly, Im fucking on Cyrus​
  I flew wit a choppa, I might catch a body
  Cause I see these fake niggas through the Cavallis
  I got with my locs and we reunited
  These niggas quote poems, and they bitches like it
  I didnt turn a ho, when I got indited
  If I catch a case, then I gotta fight it
  My nigga called shawty, he ride with the shottie
  We pull up in Raris, these niggas dont like us
  Smoke weed and sip lean and get money, my vices
  My frienemies Poison and I know they sheisty
  I pray to the lord and he know that Im righteous
  I need a reward cause they say Im the nicest
  Got too many bros, they gon roll out the dices
  I stay out the way cause niggas like mices
  If you outta sight, you outta mind
  You gotta stack, you gotta grind
  Im statin facts, these niggas lyin
  You cant relax and keep wastin time
  I want the racks, I gotta get mine
  Stackin it up, I work wit a stride
  I went from a deuce, turnt up to a nine
  I sleep with the stars, I know Ima shine
  Same price as the rent, thats the cost for the kicks
  Im stackin up racks just to make a hit list
  My nigga El Chapo will chop off ya wrist
  Pull up wit them choppas, I know I wont miss
  Some niggas get locked up, and turned to a snitch
  But I kept it solid and hard as a brick
  Winked at your bitch, she want give me a kiss
  Walked in that bit I was drippin like piss
  Put the dick in her mouth, and its fuck what you say
  Fuck the law, blow the police away
  I blew a 50, cause I had a long day
  When it come to money, I done came a long way
  I fucked the bitch, but I cant go on a date
  She sucked me loose, I put some nut on her face
  Let her see the loft, she gotta fuck at my place
  Im steady bossin, bitch Im havin my way
  Niggas in the trap, but cant get away
  But Ive been round the world, it feel like Im tourin
  I’m livin life, I swear I know your life borin
  Mama said dont stop, I gotta keep goin
  The house so big, the bedroom got an alarm
  The necklace cost so much it came wit a charm
  The diamonds drippin like the rain when it stormy
  These niggas say that they lookin, well Im finna show em
  So many acres it look like a farm
  23 Million like Im Michael Jordan
  2 or 3 bitches, they wanna come join
  Fuck all these bitches, I feel like a Don
  I looked in the mirror, I know Im the one
  You aint gonna shoot, but you carry a gun
  Niggas act tough, dont want to bury your son
  Had to stay down, stack them racks through the month
  If you outta sight, you outta mind
  You gotta stack, you gotta grind
  Im statin facts, these niggas lyin
  You cant relax and keep wastin time
  I want the racks, I gotta get mine
  Stackin it up, I work wit a stride
  I went from a deuce, turnt up to a nine
  I sleep with the stars, I know Ima shine
  Same price as the rent, thats the cost for the kicks
  Im stackin up racks just to make a hit list
  My nigga El Chapo will chop off ya wrist
  Pull up wit them choppas, I know I wont miss
  Some niggas get locked up, and turned to a snitch
  But I kept it solid and hard as a brick
  Winked at your bitch, she want give me a kiss
  Walked in that bit I was drippin like piss
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah