8th Floor

Lyrics

[Intro] (Racks) Uh, what? I can ask you one more time, run it back Yeah, wait, what, what I can- hollup, fuck, I fucked up [Chorus] Tch, damn spin again, I can shoot at your car Bad as hell, do not talk to me, broad This a safe spot, a AR, New hoes, pull my card Playin with us, stay ready its war Pull out racks, but really he bored Knife on me, but really its sword Believe, my pockets big really they sore Walk in, close the door We get this trap on board, we get this trap award I'm in this bitch on the 8th, some nigga come to my floor [Verse] Say he want beef, back him up then I put em' on him Bitch mad as hell, left up on her I finally found a way to creep up on her I know he figuring me out, I dont want her I know thats not even his shit, god damn I know thats not even his bitch, god damn I'm racin, my whip as bad as Daytona Bad ass bitch, she better when I'm on her Reach in my pocket, i'm reachin' and reloaded Better not dip on yo bitch I be holdin Where in the?- Why in the fuck am i here and not loaded My pockets so fat, man I thought they was bloated I came in with weights and he didn't even notice And my wrist, its a button, and don't make me touch it I be beside guys and I'm like fuck it, don't mean to surprise guys with the 'Buckhead I got these bucks, can see on my button Could think that it's new to you, but it's me though I got them veins from countin' them 'B rolls Can't wait til my chain, is covered in 'Veno's Yo bitch is a thot, she only want D, knows I bet she come with me when I go buy Mink clothes [Chorus] Damn, damn spin again, I can shoot your car Bad as hell, do not talk to me, broad This a safe spot, a AR, New hoes, pull my card Playin with us, stay ready its war Pull out racks, but really he bored Knife on me, but really its sword Believe, my pockets big really they sore Walk in, close the door We get this trap on board, we get this trap award I'm in this bitch on the 8th, some nigga come to my floor