Racks On Me

i do what i want

cuz ima boss

and who gone check me

feeling froogy

gone and jump

i call the gang

and it’ll get messy ho

she aint talking sticks

she wanna hit

oh we can do it

all this built up anger

beat yo ass from forest park

to gresham road

don’t care what you say

just please be knowing what you speaking bout

passing round the same racks on the gram

like we dont peep it out

messy broke no motion

just some shit that i can’t keep around

ugly bitch

went got her body done up

she look decent now

all these bands on me they hating

up the score im still debating

can’t een count up what im making

all this green they think im layton

i can only chase these bands

run behind it like im jason

finna be the richest up out my city

they just gotta face it

always keep them racks on me

racks on racks on me

i ain’t never lonely

stomach full my pockets on B

you ain’t never ever gone see me

and them racks ain’t on me

a pussy ho

is some i’d hate to be

all this bread im making

i should gone and start a bakery

asked me for a chancesaid that he would love me faithfully

went through his phone

found bitches

now he don’t know what to say to me

playing with my heart

but that’s ok because i play for keeps

i ain’t never lacking

pretty glizzy that bitch stay with me

always fresh as hell

this drip got em in a trance

love to pop it

from the trenches

so you wouldn’t understand homie

raw bitch

but they knowing i’m the man don’t it

aint worth a check

i want you gone i’ll put a band on it

you sending threats

so when i see you

gotta stand on it

am i ever going broke again

lil bitch ion plan on it

always keep them racks on me

racks on racks on me

i ain’t never lonely

stomach full my pockets on B

you ain’t never ever gone see me

and them racks ain’t on me