Rackstar
No more of that little shit, bitch, I'm on to bigger things
I took so many L's, now it's time to get a ring
Rackstar, Rackstar, bitch, I could get anything
Baby, you can't come around if you weren't here to witness things
Rackstar, Rackstar, someone tell me why these niggas act hard, act hard
We was broke just ballin' in my backyard, backyard
Now we ballin' in them fast cars
And our packs large, I'm a Rackstar
Let's get it, them niggas that never looked out for the kid
Look at me and now they regret it
I put 17 in a Glock 23 like when Philly had Jimmy and Reddick
I'm rockin' with Brody, that's no matter what, if you count him out, we could bet it
I need like 1,000 racks in my debit, good in the hood, I feel like a lieutenant
Only thing I want is money, negative energy, I'm a repel it
Pourin' champagne with your bitch in the back of a yacht
She like a nigga who spend it, she know I get bread, she can tell it
Expensive cologne, she can smell it like ouu
I don't chit-chat, gettin' money is the mood
I don't diss rap the prosecutor using tunes
I wear Rackstar, bitch, my money touch the moon
Swear to God, if that's my dog, he want the blues, I give the clues
Rackstar, Rackstar, someone tell me why these niggas act hard, act hard
We was broke just ballin' in my backyard, backyard
Now we ballin' in them fast cars
And our packs large
I'm a Rackstar, I'm a Rackstar
I'm a Rackstar, I'm a Rackstar
I'm a Rackstar, Rackstar, Rackstar
Rackstar, Rackstar, Rackstar, Rackstar
Rackstar
I took so many L's, now it's time to get a ring
Rackstar, Rackstar, bitch, I could get anything
Baby, you can't come around if you weren't here to witness things
Rackstar, Rackstar, someone tell me why these niggas act hard, act hard
We was broke just ballin' in my backyard, backyard
Now we ballin' in them fast cars
And our packs large, I'm a Rackstar
Let's get it, them niggas that never looked out for the kid
Look at me and now they regret it
I put 17 in a Glock 23 like when Philly had Jimmy and Reddick
I'm rockin' with Brody, that's no matter what, if you count him out, we could bet it
I need like 1,000 racks in my debit, good in the hood, I feel like a lieutenant
Only thing I want is money, negative energy, I'm a repel it
Pourin' champagne with your bitch in the back of a yacht
She like a nigga who spend it, she know I get bread, she can tell it
Expensive cologne, she can smell it like ouu
I don't chit-chat, gettin' money is the mood
I don't diss rap the prosecutor using tunes
I wear Rackstar, bitch, my money touch the moon
Swear to God, if that's my dog, he want the blues, I give the clues
Rackstar, Rackstar, someone tell me why these niggas act hard, act hard
We was broke just ballin' in my backyard, backyard
Now we ballin' in them fast cars
And our packs large
I'm a Rackstar, I'm a Rackstar
I'm a Rackstar, I'm a Rackstar
I'm a Rackstar, Rackstar, Rackstar
Rackstar, Rackstar, Rackstar, Rackstar
Rackstar
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Writer(s): Alhagie El-malik
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