(Jumpa make it jump)

Ey, if you know me, I don't sleep, fatigue
Baby, I take no naps, ey
Hoodie on low, I creep the streets
Swear to god, that's no cap (no cap)
Hear me out, bet I drop facts, ey
Cut it up, wrap it up, stack, ey
Hit me up, better talk cash, ey
Racks on, Racks on

Scheine, Scheine, Dicka, bin am Strahlen
Dagobert, wallah, im Para baden
Nie mehr Automaten, noch ein paar Verfahren
Chay im Luxusladen will mein' Nummer haben
Dreams come true Brudi, was soll ich sagen (ja)
Jumpa make it jump, schick' Koordinaten
Und ich pull' up, ja Jibbit und full Cup
Hol' Sucuk bei gel Gör, im Studio turn up
Bis Minimum five am
Baby, kille bitte nicht den Vibe, ich bin (oho)
Immer noch hype von dem Fact
Wenn ich rap, all die Zeilen kenn' (huh)
I gotta concentrate B, two nine with me, they a ten if the Bi
Holla at B, to go drop me that beat
'Cause i fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee

Ey, if you know me, I don't sleep, fatigue
Baby, I take no naps (no naps)
Hoodie on low, I creep the streets (streets)
Swear to god, that's no cap (no cap)
Hear me out, bet I drop facts, ey (ja)
Cut it up, wrap it up, stack, ey (hey)
Hit me up, better talk Cash (Cash)
Racks on, Racks on (Racks)

Racks
Used to want it, now I got it, yeah
Facts
Why they wanna take it from me, ya
Ey, if you fuckin' with my money, I'ma call up my big homie
He gon' hit you with that toot-toot-toot

Alle wollen ziehen, aber keiner will Smoke (Smoke)
Pop on the scene, alle MCs choke (choke)
Whoa, Kelvyn Colt dope, mindset woke
Woah, mein Live-Set, kille die Show
Ay mashallah, full house
Bring' die TBHG King Queens all out
Packed up, gehe raus, racked up, back up
Schiebe keine Filme, there's a clip if you act up
Ra-ta-ta-tat, gib ihn' paar Follower
Und sie kommen nicht klar, wallah, jeder is' Star
Ja, hier ist 'n Coupon, my Competition got me too bored (too bored)
Deutschrap is Wish, Digga, too short (too short)
Von der Playlist bis zum Moodboard (Moodboard)
Bin ich Champions League und du bist Schulsport (Schulsport)
Deshalb wäre Feature Rufmord (Rufmord)

Ey, if you know me, I don't sleep, fatigue
Baby, I take no naps (no naps)
Hoodie on low, I creep the streets (streets)
Swear to god, that's no cap (no cap)
Hear me out, bet I drop facts, ey (ja)
Cut it up, wrap it up, stack, ey (hey)
Hit me up, better talk Cash (Cash)
Racks on, Racks on (Racks)

Racks
Used to want it, now I got it, yeah
Facts
Why they wanna take it from me, ya
Ey, if you fuckin' with my money, I'ma call up my big homie
He gon' hit you with that

Racks
Used to want it, now I got it, yeah
Facts
Why they wanna take it from me, ya
Ey, if you fuckin' with my money, I'ma call up my big homie
He gon' hit you with that toot-toot-toot

Ah-ah-ah-ah
Uh-uh-uh-uh

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): André Neves, David Veiga, Kelvyn Colt