racks on me lyrics

Failure was never an option for me Hold up, Spiffy on this motherfucker Why she sendin' pics, nothin' on, just a thong She ain’t a freak but she fuckin' for me I got all of these racks on me Walk in and buy what I want 'cause I can She mad 'cause she can't get a piece [Verse 2: Weiland] Made it where I'm at and I did it with no help And I got the racks on me, lil' bitch

Bitch, leave me 'lone, I'mma do this by myself S2K, pull up, give your bitch a lift

VVS my neck, Chrome Hearts on my wrist You say that's your bitch, well, I think that you are wrong I can run it up and fuck it up And I got the pack on me, take a whiff

Thick thighs and I like … You know it's Lil Voe on the beat

Thick thighs and I like how she dancing. And matching with them double D's Stick up with a scope, empty out the full clip Pockets fat like [?]

Too many racks, I can't hold up my pants. Ass fat, girl, I like how you standing Bitch, I got racks on me, yeah I'ma run to the money like Forest I'm afraid to fuckin' drop.

Woo, woo, woo, yeah

Fuck everybody fuckin' with me to get on Ooh, head down to my feet, double G’s Ten band lick, hit the juug and then I'm gone

[Chorus: Hella Sketchy]

Play this for your bitch, yeah, it's her favorite song [Chorus] Walk in, my diamonds is dancing. Cannot trust a soul so I gotta move alone Walk in, my diamonds is dancing. But my side comin' back to me, Writer(s): Calvin Dasher, Dvorious Bozeman, Dominique Jones, You will get 3 free months if you haven't already used an Apple Music free trial, Made with love & passion in Italy. Pull up to the club, see his bitch takin' pics I just cheated on my main bitch I had to wake up and count it up

Fuck all that broke shit, bitch, we having bands.

Lookin' like I got headlights on me They didn't believe when I said I'm the one Put up a twenty, I'm [?] When I walk in, I’m lookin' like cheese "Racks On Me". I got a fetish for horses [Verse 1: Hella Sketchy] And I got the racks on me, lil' bitch I'm ballin' on these broke niggas I got all of these racks on me

from orbit And I got the pack on me, take a whiff Smoke the gas by the ounce, nigga

[Chorus: Hella Sketchy] Stick up with a scope, empty out the full clip

Racks on me, yeah, you already know Looking like double C and G when I'm in the store (I get them racks on me) I'm bagging it up just to sell it (Ayy, racks on me) Applying the pressure, I'm letting you have it Fuck all that broke shit, bitch, we having bands I took flight to the top, now I'm soarin' In love with my .40, yeah, in love with the chrome Fuck all that broke shit, bitch, we having bands She knowin' wan’ fuck me, she make me say please

Thick thighs and I like how she dancing I'm feelin' like Moses, I'm walkin' on seas. But I can't complain 'cause I've been runnin' up the dough I can afford to blow a bag Walk in, my diamonds is dancing Bitch, I got racks on me

Check the highlights on Sports Center I can afford to blow a bag Now I'm so motherfuckin' up She a bad girl like Rihanna (She bad) Drip off my body, this shit lookin' fancy Serve a nigga brick with the strap Why she sendin' pics, nothin' on, just a thong

If it ain't 'bout money, bitch I'm hangin' up

Stick up with a scope, empty out the full clip I got big racks on me S2K, pull up, give your bitch a lift And a nigga livin' out his dreams

Everywhere I go, I keep racks on me, yeah Thot hoes get wild on You know it's Lil Voe on the beatI was so far at the bottomNigga couldn't even see the topNow I'm so motherfuckin' upI'm afraid to fuckin' dropWoo, woo, I'm afraid to fuckin' stopWoo, woo, woo, yeahMoney all on these BalmainsI got all of these racks on meI can afford to blow a bagI got all of these racks on meI can run it up and fuck it upI got all of these racks on … Now I'm so motherfuckin' up. I was so far at the bottom Walk in, I had all hundreds Bitch, I got racks on me

The racks in the safe I got all of these racks on me I can afford to blow a bag

I'ma make sure that I put up the point

But my side comin' back to me Watch the official video for NUSKI2SQUAD'S "Racks on Me" from the new project "Lost Child" out now. Woo, woo, woo, yeah. Fuck everybody fuckin' with me to get on We gon' shop, we don't drip out the closet Water diamonds, no tap I can never switch up on my gang, yeah, you should know Couldn't wait to count up all this motherfuckin' green Shoot the threes like Reggie Miller

I'mma get the cash back, shawty, you can grab that You know it's Lil Voe on the beat. But my side comin' back to me I can run it up and fuck it up I got all of these racks on me

I think she came from Bahamas Ridin' 'round with a rack on me, lil' bitch I'ma buy everything I couldn't afford S2K, pull up, give your bitch a lift Yeah, yeah.

Just to drift in a foreign car And I fuck on your bitch for the hell of it Hold up, Spiffy on this motherfucker. Too many racks, I can't hold up my pants Only smoke exotic, never smokin' homegrown I just cheated on my main bitch Rack On Me Lyrics: I just like the sound... / Yeah, yeah / Yeah, yeah / Ridin' 'round with a rack on me, lil' bitch / And I got the pack on me, take a whiff / S2K, pull up, give your bitch a lift Too many racks, I can't hold up my pants That pussy feel like it get wetter every time Sell the cookies by the pound, nigga Glocky got a beam and it got a pair of tits

I got all of these racks on me Ridin' 'round with a rack on me, lil' bitch Hit the lot, I'ma buy me a foreign Ten band lick, hit the juug and then I'm gone. I'm boomin' a spot Racks On Me Lyrics. Yeah, yeah. Ass fat, girl, I like how you standing. I'm tryna fuck, to be honest

And I just copped an Aston Martin Too many racks, I can't hold up my pants.

Money all on these Balmains I'm in that demon, no Hellcat I just cheated on my main bitch I got all of these racks on me You say that's your bitch, well, I think that you are wrong She ain't a freak but she fuckin' for me I'm afraid to fuckin' drop And I got the racks on me, yeah, yeah, yeah Nigga couldn't even see the top. Drip down to my [?] Money all on these Balmains

I got all of these racks on me She want me to take off the condom

Polos and Ferraris

I don't work in a base Bitch, I got racks on me [Intro] Hold up, Spiffy on this motherfucker. Dress to impress, yeah, I'm only seventeen I'm on them bars and I'm dozin' off HoodRich Pablo Juan Lyrics. Lil Baby. They know that I'm good

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