St. Nick

Lyrics
[Intro] (Mom, MoneyEvery's making beats again) Saint Nick, I keep me a sack, yeah (Ayo, Lifted) [Chorus] Saint Nick, I keep me a sack I blow them racks off in Saks I hit that bit' from the back Now she don't know how to act No boxer, I beat up the pack Rings on check, this is status The gang, I keep it intact Ain't switching up, that's a fact Hop in that mofuckin' scat Turn 75 to a racetrack Backwood, it look like a bat I'm double R, check out the tat Run it up fast, they like, "How you do that? Just like I'm Andre, I keep it three stacks We catch a opp, turn him to a new pack But we not down, we ain't goin' out bad [Verse] In love wit' Barney's, designer mismatched She ride like a Harley, she ride it real fast Passin' my brother assist with the nat Ride with the cutter, leave him in the past Came from the gutter, I ain't going back Racks in my pocket, it look like thigh pads These niggas be broke, swear they need 'em a cast Ain't seeing no drought, I got bills in the stash I'm balling like I'm a [?] I got more spots than a cheetah All of my bitches, they divas All of my niggas, they demons Laugh at a cop like hyena Ain't showing up, fuck a subpoena These niggas gon' sing like Selena Play wit' them racks like Serena [Chorus] Saint Nick, I keep me a sack I blow them racks off in Saks I hit that bit' from the back Now she don't know how to act No boxer, I beat up the pack Rings on check, this is status The gang, I keep it intact Ain't switching up, that's a fact Hop in that mofuckin' scat Turn 75 to a racetrack Backwood, it look like a bat I'm double R, check out the tat Run it up fast, they like, "How you do that? Just like I'm Andre, I keep it three stacks We catch a opp, turn him to a new pack But we not down, we ain't goin' out bad
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Credits
- Writers
- MONEYEVERY
- Lifted (Producer)
- ATL Smook