Raccs

(Blame it on Monster)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Aye, 20 raccs a lot of money, if you ain't never had it (We ain't never had shit)

And 50 raccs'll make a street **** live lavish (Pound cake)

100 raccs off in the streets, above average (Oowee)

Quarter ticket feel like a million, ****, if you trappin' (Goddamn)

10 raccs have 'em in your bushes tryna wack ya

Aye, 5 raccs, ****, homie grindin' with a passion (Passion, yeah)

2 or 3 raccs, ****, still ready for that action

Say it's levels to this money and the streets'll make it happen

I was 15 with a 20 ball, you can push it off when the hood involved (Woo)

Had a bad bitch looked good and all

Stopped by the laws, she put it in her draws

You ain't gotta ask we gon' cook the soft

Hit the compound for a good amount (Uh)

Say every week I flew out of town (Uh)

We were comin' back with exotic pound (Uh)

I swear to God, I had a lot of pounds

Meet up at the spot and we gon' break it down

This juice, here, you can't drink it man

When I twist the top, it starts stankin' man (Oowee)

Like what the fuck these **** thinkin' now?

Shit sky high, what they makin' now?

Them alphabet boys come and shake ya down

Streets fucked up, when they shake ya town (Aye)

Pearl Lac on 24's (On God), blue rag top with the bang it (On God)

Black 38 with the duck tape (On God) at a dank place, with the gang in it (On God)

Kushed in the truck with the windows up

Got a lot of drugs and my frame bendin'

I swear to God, we ain't the same pimpin'

Ask about Lil' Yella, I had a thang for pimpin'

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Aye, 20 raccs a lot of money, if you ain't never had it (We ain't never had shit)

And 50 raccs'll make a street **** live lavish (Pound cake)

100 raccs off in the streets, above average (Oowee)

Quarter ticket feel like a million, ****, if you trappin' (Goddamn)

10 raccs have 'em in your bushes tryna wack ya

Aye, 5 raccs, ****, homie grindin' with a passion (Passion, yeah)

2 or 3 raccs, ****, still ready for that action

Say it's levels to this money and the streets'll make it happen

800 bucks get your onion hard (Hard)

Add 50 more get that onion soft (Soft)

You can hit the block, you can get a house (House)

And break it down, you can sell some grams

We were havin' corn, but we was slangin' reggie (What?)

I was still gettin' Bo's for 150 (What?)

Come to my hood, just ask for Freddy

Everybody know about the scary berry

Used to like the work, really just to bag it

Used to get it cheap from my step daddy (Pops)

Get if from the hood, when he ain't have it

I'ma dope boy, the streets been my daddy (On God)

Open the house, put gas in it (Whoa)

We were havin' money, but the bag different (Whoa)

'Member times I wasn't askin' ****

When I had the Vic with no transmission (On God)

Back then I'll steal somethin'

I'm the same ****, still will kill something (Boom)

Broad day, ****, face somethin'

**** havin' paper, still take somethin' (Ask somebody)

200 thousand tucked in the wall

Can't shank my dawg that's against the law (What up?)

I ain't buyin' hard, ****, I want it soft (Soft)

I'ma ball till the day I fall (Fall)

Aye, 20 raccs a lot of money, if you ain't never had it (We ain't never had shit)

And 50 raccs'll make a street **** live lavish (Pound cake)

100 raccs off in the streets, above average (Oowee)

Quarter ticket feel like a million, ****, if you trappin' (Goddamn)

10 raccs have 'em in your bushes tryna wack ya

Aye, 5 raccs, ****, homie grindin' with a passion (Passion, yeah)

2 or 3 raccs, ****, still ready for that action

Say it's levels to this money and the streets'll make it happen

55 for the 35, servin' 3 to 5, hammer 35 (On God)

Got the gangster G, that was certified

Wack, gotta stack it, got me turnin' Wild

Everyday I was flippin' somethin' (Uh)

Bendin' corners, tryna get in somethin' (Uh)

Detourin' tryna put my dick in somethin' (Uh)

Start sellin' wack and tripled my money (Uh)

Goin' back and forth, ****, flippin' hundreds

It just seem like the shit stickin' on me (Ooh)

Swear my Lil' bitch start trippin' on me (Ooh)

Posted in the jungle with the pistol on me

Everyday I'm tryna get the money (I'm stuntin')

And everyday I gotta keep it on me

**** turnt up, them bitches leapin' on me

Push start the car, a **** keep it runnin'

I'ma rrrt the scene if the people comin'

We ain't see nothin', young Stevie Wonder

I can make it rain, 'cause I keep the thunder

**** keep a thumper, please believe me homie

Wanna make a **** see Jesus homie

Really ain't 'bout that beefing homie (Facts)

Better hustle up, ain't no leaching' homie (Yeah)

Pussy ass **** be reachin' homie

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

20 raccs a lot of money, if you ain't never had it (We ain't never had shit)

And 50 raccs'll make a street **** live lavish (Pound cake)

100 raccs off in the streets, above average (Oowee)

Quarter ticket feel like a million, ****, if you trappin' (Goddamn)

10 raccs have 'em in your bushes tryna wack ya

Aye, 5 raccs, ****, homie grindin' with a passion (Passion, yeah)

2 or 3 raccs, ****, still ready for that action

Say it's levels to this money and the streets'll make it happen