Die About Them Racks

Lyrics

[Intro] [Chorus] Walk inside the club and make a mothafuckin' mess Two hundred on my wrist, 'nother hundred on my chest Don't even call my phone if it's a hundred bowls or less Fuck the feds Bitch, I'm trappin' till them hoes come and arrest me Gang I'm dyin' 'bout them racks I'll fly you, you know it's that, I might take you to Saks Vacuum seal these packs I might take you out them tracks I stuffed all your luggage, pull up bags and you gon' fly 'em back [Verse] These rapper cap, ain't buying that Catch 'em out, we tryin' that My brother took another rapper chain and told 'em buy it back We ain't even gotta talk 'bout that Boy, you know your dog a rat All thеm niggas with you pussy cats, and we ain't none of that My son-son hit another lick for twеnty pounds I'm coming to get 'em now He charged me five, I sold 'em for a rack Came back with twenty-thou-, profit ten Wanna shine like this and I can show you how I can't take my brothers 'round the plug Cause they gon' take him down I can't take my clique around these rappers They gon' strip 'em naked I do what I want and they can't check it, so they gon' respect it I wouldn't give a fuck if she was Megan Dawg the bitch no pegging I had to kick her out cause she was beggin' Fuck up out my section I don't want yo' bitch, come get this hoe Fuck this rap, lets get some dough If your broke, kick a door Hit that pharmacy, hit that store If you catch a rapper out there dissin' me, then blam a pole Bitch, it's fifty on the floor Bitch ain't nothing big bro Fuck that chain, I want his soul Hit his brain, it's fifteen more Sixty-five K to put a nigga down that need to go Might as well get that lil chain for that stain You know you broke Don't get scared, now, you said that it was smoke, nigga [Chorus] Walk inside the club and make a mothafuckin' mess Two hundred on my wrist, 'nother hundred on my chest Don't even call my phone if it's a hundred bowls or less Fuck the feds Bitch, I'm trappin' till them hoes come and arrest me Gang I'm dyin' 'bout them racks I'll fly you, you know it's that, I might take you to Saks Vacuum seal these packs I might take you out them tracks I stuffed all your luggage, pull up bags and you gon' fly 'em back [Outro]