[Chorus: BandGang Paid Will & Peezy]
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket
You lookin’ for that nigga, I'm the plug and the socket
Security know what's up, we gettin’ in with big rockets
Still havin' our way, these niggas sick they can't stop it
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket (Put my cup down, bitch)
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket (Yeah)
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket (Let's get it)
[Verse 1: Peezy]
Big racks bustin’ out my jeans
Junkies smokin’ in the crib, I just cussed out my fiend
Rap niggas fake, shit ain't always what it seem
I don’t drink it if it ain't sealed, bitch, I'm always sippin' clean (Drank)
Groupie hoes on me, got me feelin’ like I made it (Yeah)
'Bows of cookie in, I ain't talkin' Famous Amos (Loud)
Brodie off the chain, he gon' shoot it if he aim it
If your bitch wanna fuck with me, you can't blame her (Can't)
Freshest niggas in the whole club, we ain't playin' (No)
Pimp shit, all my bitches gotta go through training (Bitch)
Back the fuck back, you ain't my mans, I'll paint you (Yeah)
Raid vans, came with the tank 'cause we dangerous (Wow)
Lost my best friend, I ain't been the same since
If it don't take a two, then we ain't got the same bricks (Yeah)
You can't name a bitch on Instagram I ain't hit (Facts)
Fuck a bitch and her twin sister, I ain't shit
Bitch
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket
You lookin’ for that nigga, I'm the plug and the socket
Security know what's up, we gettin’ in with big rockets
Still havin' our way, these niggas sick they can't stop it
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket (Put my cup down, bitch)
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket (Yeah)
Racks bustin' out my right and left pocket (Let's get it)
[Verse 1: Peezy]
Big racks bustin’ out my jeans
Junkies smokin’ in the crib, I just cussed out my fiend
Rap niggas fake, shit ain't always what it seem
I don’t drink it if it ain't sealed, bitch, I'm always sippin' clean (Drank)
Groupie hoes on me, got me feelin’ like I made it (Yeah)
'Bows of cookie in, I ain't talkin' Famous Amos (Loud)
Brodie off the chain, he gon' shoot it if he aim it
If your bitch wanna fuck with me, you can't blame her (Can't)
Freshest niggas in the whole club, we ain't playin' (No)
Pimp shit, all my bitches gotta go through training (Bitch)
Back the fuck back, you ain't my mans, I'll paint you (Yeah)
Raid vans, came with the tank 'cause we dangerous (Wow)
Lost my best friend, I ain't been the same since
If it don't take a two, then we ain't got the same bricks (Yeah)
You can't name a bitch on Instagram I ain't hit (Facts)
Fuck a bitch and her twin sister, I ain't shit
Bitch
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