Big Racks

Lyrics

[Intro] Master Chef DZ on the beat [Chorus] Big racks up on me, fuck a money caller Margiela got her pussy, like a fountain Gettin' so much guap, gettin' to the commas Baby call my phone, I don't want no drama Call the next bitch, if she causin' problems We don't argue, we don't do no talkin' When the bullets fly, you gon' do the dodgin' I'm the dark knight, cause I love to rob 'em [Interlude] Bitch Fuck goin' on, aye man you know who the fuck it is, man This Trapstar lil' whores Yes sir Aye bitch, we 'bout to fuckin' break the world, I promise you that Facts, haha, slatt, woah [Verse] Ice down, top down Bust down, got to the money and you wanna see me fall Ride around, diamonds drown You was countin' blue hunnids', like the Pistons how I ball Big rocks, big stones Big canary diamonds on my fuckin' chain I've been ballin' with the heat, just like I'm Wade Louie V all on my shoe, with the suede They don't make 'em like me, (like me), like me, (like me) Diamonds cold, ice cream, (ice cream) VVS' always blinding, shining VVS' always shining [Chorus] Big racks up on me, fuck a money caller Margiela got her pussy, like a fountain Gettin' so much guap, gettin' to the commas Baby have my phone, I don't want no drama Cut an ex bitch, if she causin' problems We don't argue, we don't do no talkin' When the bullets fly, you gon' do the dodgin' I'm the dark night, cause I love to rob 'em