作词 : Nate Sib

作曲 : Kim J

Racks in the basement

Scripts in the basement, you know I'ma face it

I'll keep being patient, I'll just be here waiting until I'm famous

LA white hoes in the backseat, blasting

Through the speakerphone, we got money if you asking

We don't like your jokes, wipe his nose if he acting

Uh, caught him lacking, .44 pistol-packing (Yeah)

I feel fantastic, speeding through traffic like I'm TD playing Madden

Knock him out, he like "What happened?"

Speaking in past tense, he ain't know what happened

Fasten your seatbelt, it's 'bout to get lethal

I see you through the peephole, pierce you like a needle

Keep on talking trash, you just mad cause you can't have it

Keep on talking trash, I'ma put you in a casket

You just want the spotlight, yeah

You just want the high life, yeah

But I'ma make it my time, we shine, you sigh

I'ma make it my time, goodbye, good night

Lights off, shut it down, woah

Haters keep on crying, we be flying while they lying, yeah

Racks in the basement

Scripts in the basement, you know I'ma face it

I'll keep being patient, I'll just be here waiting, until I'm famous

LA white hoes in the backseat, blasting

Through the speakerphone, we got money if you asking

We don't like your jokes, wipe his nose if he acting

Uh, caught him lacking, .44 pistol packing (Yeah)

I feel fantastic, speeding through traffic like I'm TD playing Madden

Knock him out, he like "What happened?"

Speaking in past tense, he ain't know what happened

Fasten your seatbelt, it's 'bout to get lethal

I see you through the peephole, pierce you like a needle

Keep on talking trash, you just mad cause you can't have it

Keep on talking trash, I'ma put you in a casket