This is a song about "Wreked it"

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

I'm living it and i own it,

I be on some other shit

Cause you can live it, live it, live it,

Stop it, drop it, because i shot it.

And you all will respect that

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

What goddamn it, which motherfucker jammed it?

So is you bout it, i really doubt it, doubt it/

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

Hear it, endear it, believe it.

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

That's game bitch, ain't shit

She says it, you do it

Now easy does it, you can't do it like deezy duz it,

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit