Rikishi

Getting them racks, this shit amazing
Fucking a fan, I think she Asian
That boy a rat he made him a statement
Need an exotic bitch thinkin' a Haitian
Can't give a fuck about them cause they hating
Being myself in this shit so amazing
Y'all boys fake, Y'all boys faking
I'm getting fried of this gas like it's bacon

Jump on that boy like Rikishi Smoking on dog shit feces
I got the racks from the CVs, They tryna copy, but they can't be me
We put your dog on the TV, We spinnin' back like a CD
They acting blind like Stevie, Lookin bright in this bitch rockin VVs
Sticked up at the function can't fuck with us
I got yo bitch on me might just fuckin bust
We been running it up, up, up
We been running it up, up, up

I got yo bitch on me, the bands on me, got the stats on me
I gotta blend with the feds and the feds on me
Got a rack in the back of the trap on me
Can't ride in the whip with the tank on E
I Might pull up to fashion week and rock out
I walk in this bitch with my cock out
Might hit the H and just fly south
The scripts came in, ain't no drought
Just got a pint of straight drop
Imma sip it, How I'm the game, and I'm the ticket
They just be talkin', they not specific
Y'all need to shut up and just listen
Goin' to the top, bitch, I'm on a mission
You wouldn't know what to do in my position

Getting them racks, this shit amazing
Fucking a fan, I think she Asian
That boy a rat he made him a statement
Need an exotic bitch thinkin' a Haitian
Can't give a fuck about them cause they hating
Being myself in this shit so amazing
Y'all boys fake, Y'all boys faking
I'm getting fried of this gas like it's bacon

Sticked up at the function can't fuck with us
I got yo bitch on me might just fuckin bust
We been running it up, up, up
We been running it up, up, up



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