Getting Rackz

Racks
Racks
Racks
Racks
Racks

I'm getting racks, I'm getting stacks
Hold up
I grip her hair, I hit from back
(I hit from back)
Hold up
She keep on calling, won't call her back
(Won't call her back)
If this rap shit don't work, I'm going back to selling packs
That's not your girl that's both our girls
Relax
(Relax)
You want the smoke, I'm with the gang, get you clapped
(Gra)
Dropped out of college, told my mama, "yeah Im bout to rap"
(I'm bout to rap)
I got this Glock it'll take you off the fucking map

Gra gra gra gra
Mayday, its a man down
Nigga I'm the best, huh
Nigga hands down
Put me in the crowd and imma stand out
Put me on a wave, on the wave I'll surf now

I don't want nobody (body), I just want your body (body)
If they touch you baby (baby), Imma catch a body (gra)
Yeah her pussy wet (wet), wet like Kalahari (drippy)
Diving off the stage (stage), like Im Jeff hardy
Bands now, bands now
Niggas getting bands now
Do my little dance like I just scored a touchdown
Give me one more year Imma be rocking a buss-down
Yeah we toting choppas, so nigga put your gun down

I'm getting racks, Im getting stacks
Hold up
I grip her hair, I hit from back
(I hit from back)
Hold up
She keep on calling, won't call her back
(won't call her back)
If this rap shit don't work, I'm going back to selling packs
That's not your girl that's both our girls
Relax
(Relax)
You want the smoke, I'm with the gang, get you clapped
(Gra)
Dropped out of college, told my mama, "yeah Im bout to rap"
(I'm bout to rap)
I got this Glock it'll take you off the fucking map
(Yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Khiry Patterson
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