Racks
Get the packs in and they gone
Good brain oh she got a diploma
Mad that I'm leaving her lonely
Checked up we rockin' Vlone
Benjamin Franklin clone
Get the packs in and they gone
Diamonds they dancing All on me
They dancing all on me
They racks yeah they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
The racks yeah they on me
The racks yea they on
Diamonds they dancing all on me
Vvs dancing all on me
Racks and the racks yea they on me
The racks yea they on me
The racks yea they on
Take you far if you let me
Drop her off after heady
Now She call me Tom Petty
More drugs than a medic
Smokin' the dope
But the pain can't forget it
Pockets looking athletic
Third eye oh she read it
Yea I meant it If I said it
Rockin the Dolce
I'm known to get Ghost
Stack 100 lay low
Rockin' Rollies off the coast
Never had to sell my soul
Behini hibachi I need it to go
Give a fuck what it cost
Chrome Hearts I'm a boss
Gucci socks on ya couch
Hold up we on
I get the pack and I flip it
Hit from the back and go crazy
Racks got her callin' me daddy
All in her feelings I'm rockin' baguettie
Throwing this cake like confetti
Throwing this cake like confetti
Diamonds they dancing
She start to get naked
Get the packs in and they gone
Good brain oh she got a diploma
Mad that I'm leaving her lonely
Checked up we rockin' Vlone
Benjamin Franklin clone
Get the packs in and they gone
Diamonds they dancing All on me
They dancing all on me
They racks yeah they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
The racks yeah they on me
The racks yea they on
Diamonds they dancing all on me
Vvs dancing all on me
Racks and the racks yea they on me
The racks yea they on me
The racks yea they on
Racks and these diamonds they on me
Im smashing she call me the homie
I pull to her crib with the dodee
I know when she lonely
Got weed and the poee
She like her a nigga with racks
I look like Im pushin' some packs
Got Gucci to hold up my pants
She know that I'm touch them stacks
Stay with a gun never lack
She rollin with me that's a fact
Big dog but I got the sauce
Im the one they trying to jack
I was dreaming bout money at 18
I was running them play schemes
Now I'm bossed up touching six figures
And Im still on the same thing
Whole other wave on these niggas
Im still playing around with these niggas
I still got niggas with nothing to lose
That's living to murder you niggas
I found a bitch in the club back
She say she high off a contact
She gave me a addy and contact
She diggin' a thug and I'm on that
Get the packs in and they gone
Good brain oh she got a diploma
Mad that I'm leaving her lonely
Checked up we rockin' Vlone
Benjamin Franklin clone
Get the packs in and they gone
Diamonds they dancing All on me
They dancing all on me
They racks yeah they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
The racks yeah they on me
The racks yea they on
Diamonds they dancing all on me
Vvs dancing all on me
Racks and the racks yea they on me
The racks yea they on me
The racks yea they on
Good brain oh she got a diploma
Mad that I'm leaving her lonely
Checked up we rockin' Vlone
Benjamin Franklin clone
Get the packs in and they gone
Diamonds they dancing All on me
They dancing all on me
They racks yeah they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
The racks yeah they on me
The racks yea they on
Diamonds they dancing all on me
Vvs dancing all on me
Racks and the racks yea they on me
The racks yea they on me
The racks yea they on
Take you far if you let me
Drop her off after heady
Now She call me Tom Petty
More drugs than a medic
Smokin' the dope
But the pain can't forget it
Pockets looking athletic
Third eye oh she read it
Yea I meant it If I said it
Rockin the Dolce
I'm known to get Ghost
Stack 100 lay low
Rockin' Rollies off the coast
Never had to sell my soul
Behini hibachi I need it to go
Give a fuck what it cost
Chrome Hearts I'm a boss
Gucci socks on ya couch
Hold up we on
I get the pack and I flip it
Hit from the back and go crazy
Racks got her callin' me daddy
All in her feelings I'm rockin' baguettie
Throwing this cake like confetti
Throwing this cake like confetti
Diamonds they dancing
She start to get naked
Get the packs in and they gone
Good brain oh she got a diploma
Mad that I'm leaving her lonely
Checked up we rockin' Vlone
Benjamin Franklin clone
Get the packs in and they gone
Diamonds they dancing All on me
They dancing all on me
They racks yeah they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
The racks yeah they on me
The racks yea they on
Diamonds they dancing all on me
Vvs dancing all on me
Racks and the racks yea they on me
The racks yea they on me
The racks yea they on
Racks and these diamonds they on me
Im smashing she call me the homie
I pull to her crib with the dodee
I know when she lonely
Got weed and the poee
She like her a nigga with racks
I look like Im pushin' some packs
Got Gucci to hold up my pants
She know that I'm touch them stacks
Stay with a gun never lack
She rollin with me that's a fact
Big dog but I got the sauce
Im the one they trying to jack
I was dreaming bout money at 18
I was running them play schemes
Now I'm bossed up touching six figures
And Im still on the same thing
Whole other wave on these niggas
Im still playing around with these niggas
I still got niggas with nothing to lose
That's living to murder you niggas
I found a bitch in the club back
She say she high off a contact
She gave me a addy and contact
She diggin' a thug and I'm on that
Get the packs in and they gone
Good brain oh she got a diploma
Mad that I'm leaving her lonely
Checked up we rockin' Vlone
Benjamin Franklin clone
Get the packs in and they gone
Diamonds they dancing All on me
They dancing all on me
They racks yeah they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
Racks and the racks Yea they on me
The racks yeah they on me
The racks yea they on
Diamonds they dancing all on me
Vvs dancing all on me
Racks and the racks yea they on me
The racks yea they on me
The racks yea they on
Credits
Writer(s): Ivan Chambers
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