That's Rackz

Yeah
Bitch jack she aint a hoe
That's cap

Most of these niggas foes
That's facts
Bitch jack she aint a hoe
That's cap
Big bags rubber bands
Money dont fold
That's racks
Big bags rubber bands
Money dont fold
That's racks
Most of these niggas foes
That's facts
Bitch jack she aint a hoe
That's cap
Big bags rubber bands
Money dont fold
That's racks
Big bags rubber bands
Money dont fold
That's racks

Cartier lens I'm dripping
Bitch stop callin' my phone you tripping
Grabba with the papers It's hitting
Ain't burning prerolls
Wanna talk to me
Gotta break down the lingo
No Gee Money
Make sure he aint them people
Know it's bout money every time
She hits the peephole
Bitches showing titties
Like we're looking at a peep show
Diamond hitting on me
I ain't even gotta shoot my shot
I'm balling like a free throw
Bitch this easy money
Stacking up the C notes
I ain't even go to recess
Dropout and sold it repressed
Cop out on Saks and got redress
Hopped out them trenches
Glock nineteen on me
Cuz niggas looking so depressed
Watch the ones closest
When you out in that water
Getting money that broke shit
Hits them the deepest
Never leave the car in park
Even tho ima part of the sharks
I be posted on defense
If it ain't bout money
Nigga why is we speaking
Said she never had a three sum
Ima show her this weekend
Pussy wasnt tight
A nigga went deep in
Got up and left
She asked why I'm leaving
Yea Ima dog I don't bark
In the cut no leash
I'll be waiting for a nigga to start creeping
Gang

Most of these niggas foes
That's facts
Bitch jack she aint a hoe
That's cap
Big bags rubber bands
Money dont fold
That's racks
Big bags rubber bands
Money dont fold
That's racks
Most of these niggas foes
That's facts
Bitch jack she aint a hoe
That's cap
Big bags rubber bands
Money dont fold
That's racks
Big bags rubber bands
Money dont fold
That's racks



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Writer(s): Jonathan Suarez
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