[Intro]
Menoh!
Angels
We love you, Tecca
[Chorus]
I got a whole lot of bands, so I stay with a strap
I got the drop, niggas know where you at, yeah
We might just run in your trap
I really get money, you niggas be cap
I spend a rack and I get it right back
Run up on me and lil' boy, that's a wrap
Keep it on me, I cannot lack
[Verse]
Too many racks, can't fit in the jeans
Pour me a four and that shit got me geeked
I tell shawty come hop in the Jeep
And you know she gon' hang with my team
I ain't cuffin' no thot 'cause that ho for the sea
Got that rackaid on me
Like a xanny, I'm puttin' that lil' boy to sleep
Why you talkin' to me?
Flippin' the pack, I turn a two into three
Got way too much racks in the jeans
Got way too much racks in the jeans
Got way too much racks in the jeans
Way too much racks in the jeans
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
You want a verse, then you payin' a fee
Hop in the foreign and I'll speed
Your bitch is borin', I hit it, I leave
First nigga, put that ho on her knee
Red beam, put that boy on a tee
He with it 'em, no, it's not what it seems
Stacks on me, I been gettin' the green
Number (N)ine, ain't no Ksubi on me
Ridin' 'round, had that Ruger on me
You niggas ain't coolin' with me
Pop a nigga like a bean
Too many bands, it won't fit in the jeans
Niggas be cap, they be sellin' the dream
Menoh!
Angels
We love you, Tecca
[Chorus]
I got a whole lot of bands, so I stay with a strap
I got the drop, niggas know where you at, yeah
We might just run in your trap
I really get money, you niggas be cap
I spend a rack and I get it right back
Run up on me and lil' boy, that's a wrap
Keep it on me, I cannot lack
[Verse]
Too many racks, can't fit in the jeans
Pour me a four and that shit got me geeked
I tell shawty come hop in the Jeep
And you know she gon' hang with my team
I ain't cuffin' no thot 'cause that ho for the sea
Got that rackaid on me
Like a xanny, I'm puttin' that lil' boy to sleep
Why you talkin' to me?
Flippin' the pack, I turn a two into three
Got way too much racks in the jeans
Got way too much racks in the jeans
Got way too much racks in the jeans
Way too much racks in the jeans
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
You want a verse, then you payin' a fee
Hop in the foreign and I'll speed
Your bitch is borin', I hit it, I leave
First nigga, put that ho on her knee
Red beam, put that boy on a tee
He with it 'em, no, it's not what it seems
Stacks on me, I been gettin' the green
Number (N)ine, ain't no Ksubi on me
Ridin' 'round, had that Ruger on me
You niggas ain't coolin' with me
Pop a nigga like a bean
Too many bands, it won't fit in the jeans
Niggas be cap, they be sellin' the dream
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