RACKZ

Yo, Eric, what's up
Not much, just sent that pack to you
It should be there in a couple days
Let me know when you flip it, I can send more
Okay, good. I know they're fiendin' it for this new shit
Let's fucking run up a bag

I ride with a stick and a bitch who be thick as the racks that I get
If they wanna go, we can go, know I'm straight out the O
I be flipping these bags with some bricks
Look, if she a hoe, she a hoe, and I already know
I ain't tripping, on nun' 'bout a bitch
Just pray we don't catch you and hope that we blast you
The shit we can do make you wish you got hit

Nobody can test me, not Kyle not Stan
Slide with your boy, you gon' die with your mans
Roll up in the kitchen, get high as I can
While I cook up this beat, make it fry in the pan
I call up your bitch, have her slide around ten
She think I'm the plumber, put pipe in her hand
I don't gotta try, I'm the man
If she wanna travel, I load up the jet and we'll fly to Japan
Global, bi coastal
Take the bitch's phone, she might post you
Hate this shit can't trust who I'm close to
Make this shit go up like I told you
Weigh it up, get the bag, scale it
Break it down, cut it, then sell it
Seal it, air it tight, you can't smell it
Package that quick, and go mail it
Something's in the air, that's my product
To feed the family, cause I gotta
All my bitch wants to buy prada
Cross me or the team, you get nada
You was like a brother that I brought up
All that bullshit that you got caught up
Offered you a deal and you got bought up
I bet you gon' wish you still in lockup

I ride with a stick and a bitch who be thick as the racks that I get
If they wanna go, we can go, know I'm straight out the O
I be flipping these bags with some bricks
Look, if she a hoe, she a hoe, and I already know
I ain't tripping, on nun' 'bout a bitch
Just pray we don't catch you and hope that we blast you
The shit we can do make you wish you got hit

Yo Eric, the pack just landed
Go ahead flip it quick, send the bands in
Okay, after that, what's the plan then
Do it once, do it twice like a tandem
If I need a new car
Get a phantom
If I need a new house
Get a mansion
If I wanna get a wife
Lil' boy, you dumb look at us
We long, tan and handsome

Flow switch got a bone to pick
You on hoe shit, thought I wouldn't notice it
A million times I really thought that I was supposed to win
And when I didn't I ain't quit it
I keep going in
It's longevity, so stop stressing me
I'm a chef in the kitchen, get the recipe
I'd rather stay myself ain't nothing left to be
Move the pack In the whip a cop next to me
Giving side-eye, hope he don't cut the lights on
Shop open tell 'em all come try some
Never verify a person's who ain't tryna buy none
Why cause the undercovers always tryna find some
Yeah
That's how it goes, and they get you
Look, if you don't want an issue
Sell to the plug of a plug, make the drop
And have somebody watching the spot, they get sent to
Don't forget

I ride with a stick and a bitch who be thick as the racks that I get
If they wanna go, we can go, know I'm straight out the O
I be flipping these bags with some bricks
Look, if she a hoe, she a hoe, and I already know
I ain't tripping, on nun' 'bout a bitch
Just pray we don't catch you and hope that we blast you
The shit we can do make you wish you got hit



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Writer(s): Ryan Spann
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