Racks

I got the trap jumping like shaq
Aint worried bout these hoes im tryna get these racks
Count up the paper smoke dope than relax
Bitch im on top like a Motherfucking hat
I push the whip why her face in my lap
Say he get racks i can tell that he cap
Want shake yo hand pussy nigga get dapped
Bitch im the hardest yall niggas be whack
Dont speak up on me or you can get whacked
I leave your face in your lap
Got your bitch face in my lap
Cause she see i got the racks
Im getting racks after racks
Im getting stacks after stacks
Smoking on this good thrats
Smoking on this good gas

Walking in the room smelling like marijana
I make the bullets spread like its corona
To dripped up say she like my persona
Dick to good put the bitch up in a comma
Hit her one time throw her back i don't want her
Make the boy give up his shit like a donner
Clip to hard bitch thought it was my boner
She gave me top i aint bone her
Benjamin franklin
You want never see no lincoln
Boy what the fuck is you thinking
Blowing on gas got me thinking
Trey step out like Dane
I dont give a fuck like im going insane
Flowing so stupid like i got no brains
Bills in my pocket i aint got no change
You think you can rap but you motherfucking lame
If you aint chasing paper get the fuck up out my lane
I aint fucked up aint no time for these games
I aint fucked up aint no time for these games
Im gone get cash stacking up the bread
You niggas medaoaker im trying to get ahead
Yea i rap good but im trying to get ahead
Bang yo girl so hard pop the springs out the bed
You think you go hard but trey go hard
Money on my mind i aint worried about the brads
Yea im chasing paper cant you niggas see
They calling me the best like i got 30 threes
Niggas trying hate on me like blue cheese
Paper spreaded out you can call it loose leaves
Put it like this you cant fuck with me
When it come to rapping im a motherfucking beast

I got the trap jumping like shaq
Aint worried bout these hoes im tryna get these racks
Count up the paper smoke dope than relax
Bitch im on top like a Motherfucking hat
I push the whip why her face in my lap
Say he get racks i can tell that he cap
Want shake yo hand pussy nigga get dapped
Bitch im the hardest yall niggas be whack
Dont speak up on me or you can get whacked
I leave your face in your lap
Got your bitch face in my lap
Cause she see i got the racks
Im getting racks after racks
Im getting stacks after stacks
Smoking on this good thrats
Smoking on this good gas



Credits
Writer(s): Trace Sullivan
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