Racks On Me (feat. Blakkboy)
I gotta Lotta racks on me
Used to be juggin an robbing
I gotta lotta racks on me used to be juggin
An robbing troub city 915 shit
Bitches see us they see they say that we popping
Money can't fold ain't carryin wallets
Used to be broke I ain't have no option
Now we be turning them parties up
Name a young nigga that hard as us they Got me started up
I gotta lotta racks on me I heard niggas plotting
So I can't be walking 'round
It's a beam ona grip it be lean when I sip
We ain't shooting from the whip
They be ducking now
Mean mug ina club we gon shut it down
Me an blakkboy name hold weight I'm just
Tryna be straight couple M's ina bank account
Red beams on his face he ain't breaking out
Free gang wish niggas could break em out
Late nights ona block we ain't steaking out
Troub city 915 shit I wish he was here wit the homies
Lotta racks in my pocket BOA ina morning
They say they looking need to stop it
Cause niggas be posted on Voorhees
I gotta lotta racks on me used to be juggin
An robbing troub city 915 shit
Bitches see us they see they say that we popping
Money can't fold ain't carryin wallets
Used to be broke I ain't have no option
Now we be turning them parties up
Name a young nigga that hard as us they Got me started up
I'm the life of the party
Now watch how I fuck it up
I cannot fuck with him if he is not one of us
This money keep coming in
I gotta stack it up
And we snuck in extended clip
It ain't no running up cause
Back in the day I was juggin an vibing
Flexing for bitches My niggas robbing
Get outta pocket Flexx line em
Tryna get tuff rugers ah buss
Bullets ah open his noggin
An I need a lotta racks
An if rapping don't work
Then I'm back ina trap tryna flip me a hunnit pack
Yea yea yea yea
Whole team flexed up they knowing we next up
Like fuck it I just scored a bucket
I might just pull up ina brand new Tesla
Catch me public flexing nothing
Came wit a drum can't even tuck it
An I gotta find me a way wit
All of this money on me like
Yea yea yea yea
I gotta lotta racks on me used to be juggin
An robbing troub city 915 shit
Bitches see us they see they say that we popping
Money can't fold ain't carryin wallets
Used to be broke I ain't have no option
Now we be turning them parties up
Name a young nigga that hard as us they Got me started up
I gotta lotta racks on me
Used to be juggin an robbing
Troub city 915 shit
Used to be juggin an robbing
I gotta lotta racks on me used to be juggin
An robbing troub city 915 shit
Bitches see us they see they say that we popping
Money can't fold ain't carryin wallets
Used to be broke I ain't have no option
Now we be turning them parties up
Name a young nigga that hard as us they Got me started up
I gotta lotta racks on me I heard niggas plotting
So I can't be walking 'round
It's a beam ona grip it be lean when I sip
We ain't shooting from the whip
They be ducking now
Mean mug ina club we gon shut it down
Me an blakkboy name hold weight I'm just
Tryna be straight couple M's ina bank account
Red beams on his face he ain't breaking out
Free gang wish niggas could break em out
Late nights ona block we ain't steaking out
Troub city 915 shit I wish he was here wit the homies
Lotta racks in my pocket BOA ina morning
They say they looking need to stop it
Cause niggas be posted on Voorhees
I gotta lotta racks on me used to be juggin
An robbing troub city 915 shit
Bitches see us they see they say that we popping
Money can't fold ain't carryin wallets
Used to be broke I ain't have no option
Now we be turning them parties up
Name a young nigga that hard as us they Got me started up
I'm the life of the party
Now watch how I fuck it up
I cannot fuck with him if he is not one of us
This money keep coming in
I gotta stack it up
And we snuck in extended clip
It ain't no running up cause
Back in the day I was juggin an vibing
Flexing for bitches My niggas robbing
Get outta pocket Flexx line em
Tryna get tuff rugers ah buss
Bullets ah open his noggin
An I need a lotta racks
An if rapping don't work
Then I'm back ina trap tryna flip me a hunnit pack
Yea yea yea yea
Whole team flexed up they knowing we next up
Like fuck it I just scored a bucket
I might just pull up ina brand new Tesla
Catch me public flexing nothing
Came wit a drum can't even tuck it
An I gotta find me a way wit
All of this money on me like
Yea yea yea yea
I gotta lotta racks on me used to be juggin
An robbing troub city 915 shit
Bitches see us they see they say that we popping
Money can't fold ain't carryin wallets
Used to be broke I ain't have no option
Now we be turning them parties up
Name a young nigga that hard as us they Got me started up
I gotta lotta racks on me
Used to be juggin an robbing
Troub city 915 shit
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Writer(s): Shawn Hannah
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