Having Racks BandGang Paid Will & Peezy

[Chorus: Peezy]
You ain't trappin' like me, bitch
You ain't really slappin' like me, bitch
You don't get it crackin' like me, bitch
You already know what's happenin' with me, bitch
We really havin' these racks (Racks)
We really havin' these racks (Racks)
We really havin' these racks (Racks)
Bitch, we really havin' these racks

[Verse 1: Peezy]
Yeah, I really got them bands on me
Dare one of these niggas put they hands on me
Told my dog where he stay and he was layin' on him
Soon as he take the trash to the can, up them cans on him
Rich niggas in this bitch, it ain't no frauds allowed
Got some girl for the low if ain't no dog around (Get it)
Pussy niggas tuck they tail when it's a dog around
Take one of you rap niggas' chains, Deebo stall him out (Ha)
Thirty racks on me in Oakland, I want all the loud (Where it's at?)
Know we smokin' on some shit that might be hard to find (Facts)
Red bottom laces open like it's hard to tie 'em
Any given day, it's racks on me, nigga, all the time (Every day)
Quit sippin' for a minute, got my cups back
I hit your bitch a couple times, get your slut back
If you ain't got no real money, get the fuck back
Still got my plug in Virginia, nigga, fuck rap