Misconception!
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks
Hey, whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks
Hey, Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks on my body
Whole lotta racks on my body
All of these niggas be fake
That's why I can't fuck with nobody
These niggas bitches not safe
Better stay close to yo shawty (Yea!)
I'm finna hop out the wraith (Hop out that wraith!)
I'm finna switch to the Rari
Whole lotta racks (Whole lotta racks)
Hey, Whole lotta racks
This hoe tryna be the main
But I know she just want the fame
Yea I had to cut off my bitch she was tryna drive me insane (Ya!)
And I can't go out sad bout a bitch no I just can't go out that way (Uh, uh, uh)
In the Z06 with the roof missin'
We gon leave a nigga with a tooth missin'
Only time I can tell yall my feelings when I'm in the booth
Let me tell the truth, listen
I done been through a whole lotta shit in my day
But I promise I'm gone be okay
I can't be stuck with a treesh no way
My old bitch was for the streets had to find out the hard way
Give her credit tho, she a good actor she should be on broadway
If I catch a nigga lacking get his ass in broad day (Get his ass in broad day!)
Niggas dying every day so I gotta keep a weapon, it's my protection
That hoe made me think she was everything I ever dreamt
That's the misconception!
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks,
Hey, whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks
Hey, Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks,
Hey, whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks
Hey, Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks on my body
Whole lotta racks on my body
All of these niggas be fake
That's why I can't fuck with nobody
These niggas bitches not safe
Better stay close to yo shawty (Yea!)
I'm finna hop out the wraith (Hop out that wraith!)
I'm finna switch to the Rari
Whole lotta racks (Whole lotta racks)
Hey, Whole lotta racks
This hoe tryna be the main
But I know she just want the fame
Yea I had to cut off my bitch she was tryna drive me insane (Ya!)
And I can't go out sad bout a bitch no I just can't go out that way (Uh, uh...)
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks
Hey, whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks
Hey, Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks on my body
Whole lotta racks on my body
All of these niggas be fake
That's why I can't fuck with nobody
These niggas bitches not safe
Better stay close to yo shawty (Yea!)
I'm finna hop out the wraith (Hop out that wraith!)
I'm finna switch to the Rari
Whole lotta racks (Whole lotta racks)
Hey, Whole lotta racks
This hoe tryna be the main
But I know she just want the fame
Yea I had to cut off my bitch she was tryna drive me insane (Ya!)
And I can't go out sad bout a bitch no I just can't go out that way (Uh, uh, uh)
In the Z06 with the roof missin'
We gon leave a nigga with a tooth missin'
Only time I can tell yall my feelings when I'm in the booth
Let me tell the truth, listen
I done been through a whole lotta shit in my day
But I promise I'm gone be okay
I can't be stuck with a treesh no way
My old bitch was for the streets had to find out the hard way
Give her credit tho, she a good actor she should be on broadway
If I catch a nigga lacking get his ass in broad day (Get his ass in broad day!)
Niggas dying every day so I gotta keep a weapon, it's my protection
That hoe made me think she was everything I ever dreamt
That's the misconception!
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks,
Hey, whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks
Hey, Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks,
Hey, whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks, hey
Whole lotta racks
Hey, Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks on my body
Whole lotta racks on my body
All of these niggas be fake
That's why I can't fuck with nobody
These niggas bitches not safe
Better stay close to yo shawty (Yea!)
I'm finna hop out the wraith (Hop out that wraith!)
I'm finna switch to the Rari
Whole lotta racks (Whole lotta racks)
Hey, Whole lotta racks
This hoe tryna be the main
But I know she just want the fame
Yea I had to cut off my bitch she was tryna drive me insane (Ya!)
And I can't go out sad bout a bitch no I just can't go out that way (Uh, uh...)
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