I Got Racks

I Got Racks run in that bitch Like a sack
Getting them checks Now I don't know where

I'm at If you play you gon get stretch Bitches
Be breaking they necks

He gon need security if he get Find wit out
A vest i got racks Bitches be breaking they

Back Nigga

I be rapping nigga I don't do No dapping shots
To your face let's see who really laughing

Put a bag on your head that's Alot of racks
Go get a tic tac you Smell like a bunch Of

Rats nigga That's facts pop y'all where y'all
Backs at take your bitch where All the hoes

At got four pockets Full like 4PF try to rob
Me imm Knock your ass got your bitch She mine

Tea I be rapping yea I Be trapping

I got racks run in that bitch like A sack
Getting them checks Now I don't know where

I'm at If you play you gon get stretch Bitches
Be breaking they neck He gon need security

If he get
Find without a vest

I got the blam Met that nigga he was flam
I got racks I do this Shit for the fam and

You I thought I was flam imma go Wit the blam
I don't do no Hands pull up whip out the Bands

I got racks run in that Bitch like a sack
Getting them Checks now I don't know Where

I'm at If you play you Gon get stretch Bitches
Be Breaking they necks

He gon need security if he get Find wit out
A vest



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Writer(s): James Moore
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