Rack That Up

Rack that up
Uh, uh
Rack that up
Uh, uh
She want back rubs
Uh, yeah
Fuck that back up
Uh, uh, aye
Bitch get enough
Yeah, you bitch getting nuts
Uh, yeah
I pass to my crew
Yeah, i tell her i'm done
Uh, yeah
Tell her i'm done
Uh, yeah
Tell her i'm done
Uh, yeah
Tell her i'm done
Uh, yeah
You ain't the one

Hey, tell her i'm done
Hey, she ain't the one
Yeah, i am the shit
Uh, yeah, Im stepping in it
Uh, yeah, red bottom kicks
Uh, yeah, bleed in this bitch
Uh, yeah, bleed in this bitch
Uh, yeah, i'm out in the 6
Uh, yeah, 6 god shit
Uh, yeah, 6 god shit
Uh, pop me a perc and i'm lit
Uh, pop me a perc and i'm lit
Uh, pop one thats 30 milligrams
Pop another one thats 60
Uh, going 160
Uh, two coupes thats 6 speed
Uh, yeah, keep me a stick
Uh, yeah, nigga get hit
Uh, yeah, nigga get hit
Yeah, Yeah, i hit with the stick

Rack that up
Uh, uh
Rack that up
Uh,

Yeah, she fuck with me to get stuck
Uh, i put ya bitch on some love
Fucking it up
Yeah, uh
In a Bentley Truck
Uh, uh
I might just fuck for the bucks
Uh, she wanna fuck, catch nuts
Swerving the lane go fast
Hoping this Range don't crash
Uh, hoping that rain dont splash
Too much on my fucking dash
Uh, all in the sky i'm high
Uh, they see me flying by
Too much on my fucking mind
Take drugs till i overdrive

Rack that up
Uh, uh
Rack that up
Uh, uh
She want back rubs
Uh, yeah
Fuck that back up
Uh, uh, aye
Bitch get enough
Yeah, you bitch getting nuts
Uh, yeah
I pass to my crew
Yeah, i tell her i'm done



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Writer(s): Timothy Streets
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