Racks Up HD4President

[Intro]
She be thuggin' her lil’ ass off (Her lil' ass off), aye
Hundred thousand on me, that's that bag talk (Bag talk), aye
HD

[Verse 1]
Twin Glocks, call ’em Tia and Tamera
Nothing like you niggas, I come from a different era, aye
My lil' bitch, she bad with or without her mascara
Check the shit, I'm hit for hit, lil' bitch, I'm hot like habanero
Fifty thousand in my jeans, I can barley keep my pants up (Keep my pants up)
Shawty ate the dick, I laid back and put my hands up (I put my hands up)
Boolin' with a bitch, she had a friend, I hit my mans up
Hundred thousand just to flex, it's safe to say I got my bands up (Yeah)
Money making, paper chasing, I've been on my grizzy (Grizzy, aye)
80k in jewelry, don’t leave the house without that glizzy (No)
Flеxin’ and finessin', I’m from the hottest from my city (Yеah)
Niggas hate you when you up, that's why I got up out my city (Facts)
Yeah, I'm a problem in my city and the way I work this bitch, you'll think I’m shottas with that blicky
I ain't turned up in a minute, so I gotta do my Diddy
They was hatin' on HD, but now, I'm poppin' and I'm litty, aye (Poppin' and I'm litty)

[Chorus]
Brand new Maybach I just copped, bitch, I'm turned up (Turned up)
Run up on me, thirty shots, get you burnt up (Get you burnt up)
Money bussin' out my jeans 'cause my racks up ('Cause my racks up)
Put lil' shawty on that Lean to relax her (To relax her)
Big ol' flexin', got a whole lotta guap (Lotta guap)
Four extendos, that's a whole lotta shots (Lotta shots)
Rollie bussin', that's a whole lotta rocks (Lotta rocks)
Flood on the track, that's a whole lotta bop, aye