text: Backpack homie I got big racks
  Broke boys no noise
  No they do not get that
  Any watch thats on my wrist I give my bitch that
  Technically this girls not mine
  I gotta give his bitch back
  I told that hoe she can leave
  But better give my shit back
  I stay rocking skinny jeans
  Like where you put your stick at
  Goyard bag still on my body
  Thats where my clip at
  I wear so much designer
  I got to wear it mix matched
  That boy want some beef I hit his ass right with that big mac
  I dont talk with bitches or no feds no time for chit chat
  Dont talk bout no packs if yo broke ass not tryna flip that
  Dont look at my bitch lil boy you know you cannot hit that 
  Do not drag my name lil bitch nobody like that riff raff
  Dont bring no pills near me if you cannot break it in half
  They say Deltaa lit as fuck I said lil bitch I been that
  Dissin on my homie say he broke you know thats big cap
  My dick in hеr mouth I broke her back I made yo bitch tap
  You know that Im in first you in last yеs you have been lapped
  Bitch I got these knots you know that my pockets big fat
  Shot yo homie in the face man that shit was a big splat
  Backpack homie I got big racks
  Broke boys no noise
  No they do not get that
  Any watch thats on my wrist I give my bitch that
  Technically this girls not mine
  I gotta give his bitch back
  I told that hoe she can leave
  But better give my shit back
  I stay rocking skinny jeans
  Like where you put your stick at
  Goyard bag still on my body
  Thats where my clip at
  I wear so much designer
  I got to wear it mix matched
  Backpack homie I got big racks
  Broke boys no noise
  No they do not get that
  Any watch thats on my wrist I give my bitch that
  Technically this girls not mine
  I gotta give his bitch back