Racks

Racks inside my pants i cant fit shit in none of my hands
I just be walkin a little & they keep on fallin out got damn
I could spare a band another band another band
Whatchu want some land that shit is easy open yo hand
Told you im complacent you said how i dont look back
Drop off a check like usps then i get back to the bands
Shoulda been in track the way i keep runnin up these bands
That man got a tan he fucked around wit the uv
Every gun got different skin it feel like call of duty
Came in wit the army he said you gon have to shoot me
That aint much a problem brodie we get to looting
I like this and that i promise sometimes i aint choosy
Been running up these bands the sun is up aint no snoozing
I rather be down bad than be like you, keep on losing
What the fuck a uzi gon do? keep on oozing
We do not relate dont try to do it its confusing

Bands inside my pants it got overbite its protruding
I was at the premiere i felt special at the showing
Bands just like chia pet the way that they keep on growing
Big body the bass dont wanna race i get to towing
I just walk like this because its some shit i be knowing
How much do you want dont ask that shit (Fuck) the whole thing
It aint over til the 0 got a whole family
Treat the funds just like sams club i keep sampling



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Writer(s): Jovonni Edwards
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