Having Racks

Lyrics

[Chorus: Peezy] You ain't trappin' like me, bitch You ain't really slappin' like me, bitch You don't get it crackin' like me, bitch You already know what's happenin' with me, bitch We really havin' these racks (Racks) We really havin' these racks (Racks) We really havin' these racks (Racks) Bitch, we really havin' these racks [Verse 1: Peezy] Yeah, I really got them bands on me Dare one of these niggas put they hands on me Told my dog where he stay and he was layin' on him Soon as he take the trash to the can, up them cans on him Rich niggas in this bitch, it ain't no frauds allowed Got some girl for the low if ain't no dog around (Get it) Pussy niggas tuck they tail when it's a dog around Take one of you rap niggas' chains, Deebo stall him out (Ha) Thirty racks on me in Oakland, I want all the loud (Where it's at?) Know we smokin' on some shit that might be hard to find (Facts) Red bottom laces open like it's hard to tie 'em Any given day, it's racks on me, nigga, all the time (Every day) Quit sippin' for a minute, got my cups back I hit your bitch a couple times, get your slut back If you ain't got no real money, get the fuck back Still got my plug in Virginia, nigga, fuck rap [Chorus: Peezy] You ain't trappin' like me, bitch You ain't really slappin' like me, bitch You don't get it crackin' like me, bitch You already know what's happenin' with me, bitch We really havin' these racks (Racks) We really havin' these racks (Racks) We really havin' these racks (Racks) Bitch, we really havin' these racks [Verse 2: BandGang Paid Will] I think they hip, hold on, let me change the state Last one wasn't big enough, I had to change the whole safe, okay I'm eatin' good just like it's my last plate The new wave I created for you niggas, say thanks Blues on me like I'm bangin' Trappin' like the eighties, got the whole hood slangin' Ask about my niggas, bet they say we all dangerous I can get you on the news if you wanna be famous (Come on) Been havin', still havin' too Bro'll be in trouble if his mama knew he in here playin' with food I know niggas want me dead, that's why them bitches glued I can work a better number if you get 'em by the two Plenty flavors like the candyman Boom keep a tool on him, he a handyman Plug speak a different language, nigga, I can't understand Spent a whole month searchin' for it, think I got a tan, nigga [Chorus: Peezy] You ain't trappin' like me, bitch You ain't really slappin' like me, bitch You don't get it crackin' like me, bitch You already know what's happenin' with me, bitch We really havin' these racks (Racks) We really havin' these racks (Racks) We really havin' these racks (Racks) Bitch, we really havin' these racks