Racks

Lyrics

[Intro] (Ayo, Simon, this that heat) (Damn, Myst, you got one) [Chorus] Racks only thing that can get aniggalike me excited Bein'broke, a nigga had to fightit Flexin' on the 'Gram and the 'Book But I know them lil' pussy-ass niggas don't like it Makin' all my moves in the night Fuck racism, all my niggas in the kitchen whip the white (Trap) Punchline after punchline after punchline, bite a ear nigga off like Mike I done really got these pussy niggas mad Mad 'cause a nigga got a bag, man, that shit so sad I'ma have to put my feelings in the past Money over love 'cause I know that the love won't last I'll slap a fuck nigga for no reason Everybody 'round me Z'd up, bitch, straight demons Guarantee if you do one of my niggas odd, we gon' come spin your shit 'til it all get even [Interlude] I know you hear me thumbin', lil' nigga [Verse] Everybody 'round me gettin' bread like the Wayans, on some hot boy shit like I'm Wayne I can have four pockets full of some goddamn ones, but lil' Stunna ain't ever gon' change Bitch, you know I'm stayin' true to the game If your bitch ain't come home last night, we the one to blame Put two in his back like Jeter They don't wanna see me go coo like I'm Vegeta It's gon' be a rack for a feature Lil' ho must be on bake if she think I'ma need her Treat this lil' ho like a smoke sesh, pass her around 'til all my niggas get a hit Why would I drop a bag on a bitch when I can go to the jeweler, drop a goddamn bag on my wrist? Yeah, we on two different levels, I'm a big dog, you a shrimp Nigga, it's levels to this You mad you can't walk how I walk and can't drip how I drip I ain't with all of that talkin' you niggas be doin', I just get my money and dip You niggas be pressed 'bout a ho, I be pressed 'bout a bag, I can give a fuck 'bout that lil' bitch [Chorus] Racks only thing that can get a nigga like me excited Bein' broke, a nigga had to fight it Flexin' on the 'Gram and the 'Book But I know them lil' pussy-ass niggas don't like it Makin' all my moves in the night Fuck racism, all my niggas in the kitchen whip the white (Trap) Punchline after punchline after punchline, bite a ear nigga off like Mike I done really got these pussy niggas mad Mad 'cause a nigga got a bag, man, that shit so sad I'ma have to put my feelings in the past Money over love 'cause I know that the love won't last I'll slap a fuck nigga for no reason Everybody 'round me Z'd up, bitch, straight demons Guarantee if you do one of my niggas odd, we gon' come spin your shit 'til it all get even