Prada Racks
Go, go, go
We in Balmain finna ball out okay got them racks on me
Fell in love with the money me okay now she gettin attached to me
We up in fendi and Prada it's good I got that mac on me
Spend good racks on me
No we cannot lack homie
Say you rich okay band up go head put a bag on it
Remember they laughed at a nigga
Now the whole damn gang six figures
See the bag imma go get a million
Might mix the Prada wit fendi
Might mix the Prada wit rick
Shawty fiend for the pipe need her fix
Cost a brick what I spend on this fit
Plus I'm mixing the wock wit the tris
Keep me low get the top from yo bitch
I'm in The flex wit a model big tits
When you come from the bottom mean more when you rich
Hit her once never call now she mad at me
That lil treesh gimme brain no Anatomy
Ship them p's I might double yo salary
SRT I might cause a catastrophe
I was the man of her dreams now her new boy a lame
Why that pussy boy always keep attin me
So much head in the Tesla I drained the whole battery
Brush the dirt off my shoulders my moment of clarity
Go, go, go
We in Balmain finna ball out okay got them racks on me
Fell in love with the money me okay now she gettin attached to me
We up in fendi and Prada it's good I got that mac on me
Spend good racks on me
No we cannot lack homie
Say you rich okay band up go head put a bag on it
Remember they laughed at a nigga
Now the whole damn gang six figures
See the bag imma go get a million
Might mix the Prada wit fendi
We in Balmain finna ball out okay got them racks on me
Fell in love with the money me okay now she gettin attached to me
We up in fendi and Prada it's good I got that mac on me
Spend good racks on me
No we cannot lack homie
Say you rich okay band up go head put a bag on it
Remember they laughed at a nigga
Now the whole damn gang six figures
See the bag imma go get a million
Might mix the Prada wit fendi
Might mix the Prada wit rick
Shawty fiend for the pipe need her fix
Cost a brick what I spend on this fit
Plus I'm mixing the wock wit the tris
Keep me low get the top from yo bitch
I'm in The flex wit a model big tits
When you come from the bottom mean more when you rich
Hit her once never call now she mad at me
That lil treesh gimme brain no Anatomy
Ship them p's I might double yo salary
SRT I might cause a catastrophe
I was the man of her dreams now her new boy a lame
Why that pussy boy always keep attin me
So much head in the Tesla I drained the whole battery
Brush the dirt off my shoulders my moment of clarity
Go, go, go
We in Balmain finna ball out okay got them racks on me
Fell in love with the money me okay now she gettin attached to me
We up in fendi and Prada it's good I got that mac on me
Spend good racks on me
No we cannot lack homie
Say you rich okay band up go head put a bag on it
Remember they laughed at a nigga
Now the whole damn gang six figures
See the bag imma go get a million
Might mix the Prada wit fendi
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Writer(s): Tyler Jenkins
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