maajins - racks lyrics
[maajins - racks lyrics]
Let’s go, uh uh (One and only)
Nigga, get yo' racks up
For the pack I cannot pass up
Shooter, he be on computers
He might turn the Mac up
That lil' nigga is a fake
Finna call his back up
Turned him to a strain
'case he try to run down
Nigga, you’s a bitch, yeah
You better put that gun down
Bitch I'm in that Trackhawk
'til the fucking sun down
Niggas wanna be me, then I have sons now
Kato in the GT, b-bitch you wanna be me
Head tap, now he dizzy
Just got her freak on just like Missy
Kick that bitch right out the crib
She just tried to kiss me
She back with her little boyfriend now, yeah
That nigga is so dingy bitch you are a joke
Your man’s is hella brokе
Yea he tried to talk
Wе upped the K right at his throat
If you ain’t know, anything I say goes bitch
Nigga, get yo' racks up
For the pack I cannot pass up
Shooter, he be on computers
He might turn the Mac up
That lil' nigga is a fake
Finna call his back up
Turned him to a strain
'case he try to run down
Nigga, you’s a bitch, yeah
You better put that gun down
Bitch I'm in that Trackhawk
'til the fucking sun down
Niggas wanna be me, then I have sons now
Nigga, get yo' racks up
For the pack I cannot pass up
Shooter, he be on computers
He might turn the Mac up
Nigga, get yo' racks up
For the pack I cannot pass up
That lil' nigga is a fake
Finna call his back up
Turned him to a strain
'case he try to run down
Nigga, you’s a bitch, yeah
You better put that gun down
Bitch I'm in that Trackhawk
'til the fucking sun down
Niggas wanna be me, then I have sons now
Nigga, get yo' racks up
For the pack I cannot pass up
Shooter, he be on computers
He might turn the Mac up
That lil' nigga is a fake
Finna call his back up
Turned him to a strain
'case he try to run down
Nigga, you’s a bitch, yeah
You better put that gun down
Bitch I'm in that Trackhawk
'til the fucking sun down
Niggas wanna be me, then I have sons now
Kato in the GT, b-bitch you wanna be me
Head tap, now he dizzy
Just got her freak on just like Missy
Kick that bitch right out the crib
She just tried to kiss me
She back with her little boyfriend now, yeah
That nigga is so dingy bitch you are a joke
Your man’s is hella brokе
Yea he tried to talk
Wе upped the K right at his throat
If you ain’t know, anything I say goes bitch
Nigga, get yo' racks up
For the pack I cannot pass up
Shooter, he be on computers
He might turn the Mac up
That lil' nigga is a fake
Finna call his back up
Turned him to a strain
'case he try to run down
Nigga, you’s a bitch, yeah
You better put that gun down
Bitch I'm in that Trackhawk
'til the fucking sun down
Niggas wanna be me, then I have sons now
Nigga, get yo' racks up
For the pack I cannot pass up
Shooter, he be on computers
He might turn the Mac up
Nigga, get yo' racks up
For the pack I cannot pass up
That lil' nigga is a fake
Finna call his back up
Turned him to a strain
'case he try to run down
Nigga, you’s a bitch, yeah
You better put that gun down
Bitch I'm in that Trackhawk
'til the fucking sun down
Niggas wanna be me, then I have sons now