Racks in The Backpack OTM

[Intro: Blue Pesos]
Nigga
(Holy—)
Put blowers in backpacks, nigga, do that
Take two, that was pathetic, do it one more time
I need that chain, please, and I don't mean to hold you
I dropped a four in my cup, now I'm slurred, please don't mind the drugs
It's racks in the backpack, don't put that strap in it

[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
It's racks in the backpack, don't put the strap in it
Sit me down to hell with the goons, I'm tryna chat with 'em
I don't really like niggas around me, they be back bitin'
Glad bag of Caillous'll get a nigga duck taped (Shit, for real)
Sit me down to hell with the goons, I'm tryna chat with 'em (Shit)
It's racks in the backpack, don't put the strap in it

[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
Down goes a pump faker, bully breaker, lunch taker
Nigga, that's a hollow tip comin' out the K bare
Daishiki, she be loud out the door, she is so ghetto
At Kim Lee's lookin' for a meal, I be tiptoein', ugh
So what you sayin'?
[?], just use this rap statement
I just knocked the block down with F&N, I'm playin' Jenga
There's 10K in that bag, it can't tote the automatic, ugh