New Racks Lunchbox
"New Racks - Lunchbox" is a #HipHop track from 2023 that explores themes of ambition, success, and the hustle for wealth. The lyrics highlight the journey of overcoming obstacles to achieve financial goals. Unique elements include catchy hooks and vibrant beats, contributing to its energetic vibe. The song resonates with a youthful audience, reflecting contemporary aspirations in urban culture.
[Intro]
Got some new racks, finna do my dance
Got some new racks, finna do my dance
She a freak bitch, suck dick with no hands
(Chai)
Do my dance, uh, uh, uh
[Chorus]
Got some new racks, finna do my dance
Still sipping Wock', we don't do no Xans
Free Rah, he living good in the can
So many opps seen me and they ran
You said it's up? Better up it and blam
That bitch a thot, sucking dick with no hands
This good 41, it got me in a trance
[Verse]
This year, had lost too many of my mans
RIP Jaylin, shit had me like damn
My niggas stacking up SBA grants
Don't even try to rob me, gon' be missing your mans
Everyday when I wake up, I get straight to the bands
Everyday it's something new
Please do not fuck up my mood
Need space, you gotta move
Weed taste like a Hi-Chеw
Bitch I like my money blue
You gotta lеave out the room
'Member them days up in school, ooh
I was dead broke in homeroom
I came a long way from selling them P's
I came a long way from selling them P's
I get the bag 'cause I'm fat, gotta eat
I might go drop a whole bag on some feets
Your bitch gon' come suck me up, yeah like Capri
I'm smoking this 41, not no GG
Never gon' see the blunt so you could leave
It's Wock' in my cup, so it's never no tea
Got some new racks, finna do my dance
Got some new racks, finna do my dance
She a freak bitch, suck dick with no hands
(Chai)
Do my dance, uh, uh, uh
[Chorus]
Got some new racks, finna do my dance
Still sipping Wock', we don't do no Xans
Free Rah, he living good in the can
So many opps seen me and they ran
You said it's up? Better up it and blam
That bitch a thot, sucking dick with no hands
This good 41, it got me in a trance
[Verse]
This year, had lost too many of my mans
RIP Jaylin, shit had me like damn
My niggas stacking up SBA grants
Don't even try to rob me, gon' be missing your mans
Everyday when I wake up, I get straight to the bands
Everyday it's something new
Please do not fuck up my mood
Need space, you gotta move
Weed taste like a Hi-Chеw
Bitch I like my money blue
You gotta lеave out the room
'Member them days up in school, ooh
I was dead broke in homeroom
I came a long way from selling them P's
I came a long way from selling them P's
I get the bag 'cause I'm fat, gotta eat
I might go drop a whole bag on some feets
Your bitch gon' come suck me up, yeah like Capri
I'm smoking this 41, not no GG
Never gon' see the blunt so you could leave
It's Wock' in my cup, so it's never no tea
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