Rackz

Bitch, I came in with the racks on me Bitch, you know it's more than a stack on me
Trappin' all day till the sun go down Bitch, I got the bowls, Ion needa front
now Got a lil' bitch doin tricks on me now
She a lil' freak, yeah, we gon' pass around
Broddie in the back, tryna lay a nigga down

If we like it, give it up, yeah, we gon' take it
You bet not move lor milk, gon' face you We got big glocks what we look like, playin
with tasers How you boys try to spin it, only hit gates
And trust me, we ain't missin', we gon' hit your face

And free Lor Wick, I pray to god he beat his case
Bitch, it's Lil Man I just poured a line, now it's back straight
to the bands I ain't really friendly, you won't catch me
shakin' hands I just went line for line with my mans

Sippin on the Trish, I'm livin' too fast Five to the door, told bro stomp onna gas
Freak walk through the door, I told her start shakin ass



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Writer(s): Jamal Williams
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