[Intro]
Yee-ee-aa-aa-ahh!
Free-ee-ee! (Duh-duh-duh-duh!)
Duh-duh-duh-duh!
Hah, uhh...
Stoner
Stoner...
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
[Hook]
Every time I wear the skinny jeans, I got the thigh pad (Pads) (Racks!) (Woo)
I never thought that I'd wear 'em, but money in my [?]
[Post-hook]
My bitch, she know that I hate'cha, but she will need my cash (Racks)
My bitch, she know that I hate'cha, but she won't need your caaaaa-PPING!
(Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh! Prrrrrttt...)
Woo!
RACKS!
[Verse 1]
Racks on my opps head, they know we're the ones first, so they throw in a treaty
Tattoos, that's all on my body, it's only one piece; so this shit a graffiti, yeah
I never signed on no paper that got nothin' to do with no racks no ri-'s (Racks)
I signed a paper that look like Chanel Socrates - this shit, it came with a CC (Racks)
She met my dick with a twice of the size, so that bitch; she suck on my di-di (Racks)
I know a lot of niggas that met A$AP Rocky; had a baby with RiRi (What?!)
Bitch, I'm the man in my town and I'm runnin' that girl in the city like JT (Woo!)
All of these rocks, all on my neck, I feel like Elliot and JAY-Z
Uh, got a old cougar bitch, I just be pleading to her, just like "Please don't molest me..." (Ahhh...)
Ghetto bitch, I should go get a band, I feel like her name is Katie... (Yah!)
What is your radius?
Can't hold down a hoe, I ain't savin' shit
Don't fuck wit' rat niggas, don't play his shit (Facts)
Well, I'm at a real nigga radius
My bitch, she a diamond and she ate the dick
Think I'm a God - she a atheist
Her ass fat and jawline would bare [?] Polly, put molly right into my cheeeeeekkk! (Racks!)
What?!
I want the racks, racks with the streets this is not [?] (Hah!)
Yeah, I want the RAF; Balenciaga, black pair wit' the stacks (Stacks!)
Yeah, running this trap, ran down lil nigga, I'm runnin' them laps
(What?!)
Yee-ee-aa-aa-ahh!
Free-ee-ee! (Duh-duh-duh-duh!)
Duh-duh-duh-duh!
Hah, uhh...
Stoner
Stoner...
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
[Hook]
Every time I wear the skinny jeans, I got the thigh pad (Pads) (Racks!) (Woo)
I never thought that I'd wear 'em, but money in my [?]
[Post-hook]
My bitch, she know that I hate'cha, but she will need my cash (Racks)
My bitch, she know that I hate'cha, but she won't need your caaaaa-PPING!
(Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh! Prrrrrttt...)
Woo!
RACKS!
[Verse 1]
Racks on my opps head, they know we're the ones first, so they throw in a treaty
Tattoos, that's all on my body, it's only one piece; so this shit a graffiti, yeah
I never signed on no paper that got nothin' to do with no racks no ri-'s (Racks)
I signed a paper that look like Chanel Socrates - this shit, it came with a CC (Racks)
She met my dick with a twice of the size, so that bitch; she suck on my di-di (Racks)
I know a lot of niggas that met A$AP Rocky; had a baby with RiRi (What?!)
Bitch, I'm the man in my town and I'm runnin' that girl in the city like JT (Woo!)
All of these rocks, all on my neck, I feel like Elliot and JAY-Z
Uh, got a old cougar bitch, I just be pleading to her, just like "Please don't molest me..." (Ahhh...)
Ghetto bitch, I should go get a band, I feel like her name is Katie... (Yah!)
What is your radius?
Can't hold down a hoe, I ain't savin' shit
Don't fuck wit' rat niggas, don't play his shit (Facts)
Well, I'm at a real nigga radius
My bitch, she a diamond and she ate the dick
Think I'm a God - she a atheist
Her ass fat and jawline would bare [?] Polly, put molly right into my cheeeeeekkk! (Racks!)
What?!
I want the racks, racks with the streets this is not [?] (Hah!)
Yeah, I want the RAF; Balenciaga, black pair wit' the stacks (Stacks!)
Yeah, running this trap, ran down lil nigga, I'm runnin' them laps
(What?!)
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