Cuz of the Trap

I got racks on racks on racks
And I got racks on racks on racks
I got packs on packs on packs
Because these racks on racks on Racks
What's the price, get you right
Call the plug he'll hit you back
I'm taking trips all overseas
Yeah my dab going tour the map

I got racks on racks on racks
And I got racks on racks on racks
Cuz the packs on packs on packs
Cuz the packs on packs on packs
See my bitch want a new Beamer
And my momma want a Ac (acura)
I see to it, can't see through it
I spend racks to get it back

I got racks I got racks
I don't mean brag
Off the pack yeah I trapped
It tailored my bag
Gucci slacks Louie cap
Why don't I just match?
Ice the cross, this the boss
Yeah I feel I'm that
Dripping sauce
Yeah when spilling facts
Watching benjis stacks
Count the funds
But won't never slip
Cuz The clip
Got drums
It goes rumpumpumpumpum
Dooodooodum
Hitt ya chest and lungs
Watch out where you from
Bmore nigga and we keep a gun
Hold up
If a car slow up
And you counting doe up
Pull that 4 and squeeze
Young niggah grow up
If u ain't gone show up
Stay in ya house don't leave
Look at my glow up, I keep donuts
Just don't serve them d's
So I got racks because I'm smart
So I stay with the cheese

I got racks on racks on racks
And I got racks on racks on racks
I got packs on packs on packs
Because these racks on racks on Racks
What's the price, get you right
Call the plug he'll hit you back
I'm taking trips all over seas yeah My dab going tour the map

I got racks on racks on racks
And I got racks on racks on racks
Cuz the packs on packs on packs
Cuz the packs on packs on packs
See my bitch want a new Beamer
And my momma wants an Ac (Acura)
I see to it, can't see through it
I spend racks to get it back

So I'm Parking illegal
Birds going fly like a seagull
Yeah I'm trying ball like the eagle
Came along way from the regal
Now I'm for the rings like Smeagle
Made stacks off the big Nug diesel
Taking trips cross country for the Plug
I be there in Sec just to meet you
Cuz I got two bad bitches
Playing peek boo
Outfits see thru
She Looking at the
Dick like I need You
I get back to the bag in a minute
Somebody yell tag
Yeah I'm in it
Long stroke dab then I'm finished
She'll be mad but it's just business
If it ain't cash can't spend it
So don't ask for time
Cuz u know u ain't
Going to get it
I need the cheese
Preferably blue to be specific
Feeling terrific
Yeah jiminy crickets!
U kidding me
Yeah he just different
Coupe two tone
Charlemagne pigment
Cast these stones
I get two bricks wit it
I got racks
So the packs Keep flipping
If u need bombs
(Iraq) I'll rack u a ticket
Price low but the scene different
When u broke life just seem Different
Couple bags I need get it!

I got racks on racks on racks
And I got racks on racks on racks
I got packs on packs on packs
Because these racks on racks on Racks
What's the price, get you right
Call the plug he'll hit you back
I'm taking trips all over seas yeah My dab going tour the map

I got racks on racks on racks
And I got racks on racks on racks
Cuz the packs on packs on packs
Cuz the packs on packs on packs
See my bitch want a new Beamer
And my momma want a Ac (acura)
I see to it, can't see through it
I spend racks to get it back



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Writer(s): Rich Simms
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