Racketeers (feat. Young Philippe)

Hope you about that shit you talking about
Round my way we make you watch your mouth
Whip whip
Bling God damn grand slam
I done hit a lick
Thank you, mam, out on the, lamb
Running, pushing, pull up in the lamb
Bullets, flying, watch them n scram
In the yo they really asking is you snapping
At the strip club throwing up them rackets
N eating over here we really snapping
N eating over here like n what's happening
Yeah yeah steady racking
In the strip club, throwing up rackets
Racketeers really eating is you snapping
Getting it over here like boy let's get it

I'm no longer wit it I'm looking for business some n be trippin they timid
These bitches get wicked she know she resisting to give me some head like a gremlin
Took one to the heart and that's why your boy limping this shit can get real life and livid
I'm trapped in the house but the money online, I had to go digital didn't it
Don't fuck with these n cause n be slipping in feelings and acting like bitches
Don't know what it is but a n just hustle wake up in the morning I feel it
I pull up on shorty it never be boring the chemistry good like a chemist
I roll up the goodie fk her in a hoodie she love when she taking a dicking
I'm making some food and I'm dipping, the money pop up like a mention
Bagging that shit like a cashier assistance, the cash exponentially building
Them commas been getting extended, wasn't playing at all
I fucked on her raw and I grabbed on her ass and her titties
Yeah she ain't know nothing about this pimping
These n out here they be simpin', his bitch on the loose she broke out of
Prison whole lot of tricking whole lot of
Giving her top like a chicken yeah
I know some youngings that wanna be hunters will split your whole shit like a biscuit
I stay out the way and I'm minding business I'm working to see my first million