Rack on Me (feat. Weiland)
I just like the sound
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ridin' 'round with a rack on me, lil' bitch
And I got the pack on me, take a whiff
S2K, pull up, give your bitch a lift
Stick up with a scope, empty out the full clip
You say that's your bitch, well, I think that you are wrong
Why she sendin' pics, nothin' on, just a thong
Fuck everybody fuckin' with me to get on
10 band lick, hit the juug and then I'm gone
Lately I've been feelin' so alone
But I can't complain 'cause I've been runnin' up the dough
Pop another Perc' and now it got me movin' slow
I can never switch up on my gang, yeah, you should know
Bitch, I'm in a HazMat, tell me, where the gas at?
I'ma get the cashback, shawty, you can grab that
Bitch, leave me 'lone, I'ma do this by myself
Made it where I'm at and I did it with no help
Failure was never an option for me
God on my side, I'm a boss with the team
Dress to impress, yeah, I'm only 17
Couldn't wait to count up all this motherfuckin' green
Ridin' 'round with a rack on me, lil' bitch
And I got the pack on me, take a whiff
S2K, pull up, give your bitch a lift
Stick up with a scope, empty out the full clip
You say that's your bitch, well, I think that you are wrong
Why she sendin' pics, nothin' on, just a thong
Fuck everybody fuckin' with me to get on
10 band lick, hit the juug and then I'm gone
And I got the racks on me, lil' bitch
Pull up to the club, see his bitch takin' pics
Glocky got a beam and it got a pair of tits
VVS my neck, Chrome Hearts on my wrist
Play this for your bitch, yeah, it's her favorite song
I don't want no sex, no, only want the dome
No new phone calls, got a new phone
In love with my .40, yeah, in love with the chrome
Tryna put my momma in a brand new home
Cannot trust a soul so I gotta move alone
Only smoke exotic, never smokin' home-grown
And I got the racks on me, lil' bitch
And I got a Glock on me, take a pic
And I got the racks on me
And I got the racks on me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ridin' 'round with a rack on me, lil' bitch
And I got the pack on me, take a whiff
S2K, pull up, give your bitch a lift
Stick up with a scope, empty out the full clip
You say that's your bitch, well, I think that you are wrong
Why she sendin' pics, nothin' on, just a thong
Fuck everybody fuckin' with me to get on
10 band lick, hit the juug and then I'm gone
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ridin' 'round with a rack on me, lil' bitch
And I got the pack on me, take a whiff
S2K, pull up, give your bitch a lift
Stick up with a scope, empty out the full clip
You say that's your bitch, well, I think that you are wrong
Why she sendin' pics, nothin' on, just a thong
Fuck everybody fuckin' with me to get on
10 band lick, hit the juug and then I'm gone
Lately I've been feelin' so alone
But I can't complain 'cause I've been runnin' up the dough
Pop another Perc' and now it got me movin' slow
I can never switch up on my gang, yeah, you should know
Bitch, I'm in a HazMat, tell me, where the gas at?
I'ma get the cashback, shawty, you can grab that
Bitch, leave me 'lone, I'ma do this by myself
Made it where I'm at and I did it with no help
Failure was never an option for me
God on my side, I'm a boss with the team
Dress to impress, yeah, I'm only 17
Couldn't wait to count up all this motherfuckin' green
Ridin' 'round with a rack on me, lil' bitch
And I got the pack on me, take a whiff
S2K, pull up, give your bitch a lift
Stick up with a scope, empty out the full clip
You say that's your bitch, well, I think that you are wrong
Why she sendin' pics, nothin' on, just a thong
Fuck everybody fuckin' with me to get on
10 band lick, hit the juug and then I'm gone
And I got the racks on me, lil' bitch
Pull up to the club, see his bitch takin' pics
Glocky got a beam and it got a pair of tits
VVS my neck, Chrome Hearts on my wrist
Play this for your bitch, yeah, it's her favorite song
I don't want no sex, no, only want the dome
No new phone calls, got a new phone
In love with my .40, yeah, in love with the chrome
Tryna put my momma in a brand new home
Cannot trust a soul so I gotta move alone
Only smoke exotic, never smokin' home-grown
And I got the racks on me, lil' bitch
And I got a Glock on me, take a pic
And I got the racks on me
And I got the racks on me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ridin' 'round with a rack on me, lil' bitch
And I got the pack on me, take a whiff
S2K, pull up, give your bitch a lift
Stick up with a scope, empty out the full clip
You say that's your bitch, well, I think that you are wrong
Why she sendin' pics, nothin' on, just a thong
Fuck everybody fuckin' with me to get on
10 band lick, hit the juug and then I'm gone
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Thureson, Gavin Weiland, Joshua Bailey Petruccio
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