Larry June - Organic Racks lyrics

I'm just warming up (I'm warming up)
Good job (good job)
I'm just rolling up (gas)
Only flame (yes lord)
Bitch I do my thing (Goddamn)
Look at the chain (Sock it to me)
Look at the pinky (Keep going Larry)
Ey, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey (Yes lord)
I can't trust no more (No, no)
I lost her (You broke my heart)
Thought you was my family
Why you pull a jack (Why you do that to me)
I'm tripping hard (Tripping)
I'm sleeping with her (I'm sleeping with her)
I don't fuck with niggas
(I don't fuck with niggas) fuck them niggas

Going hard, ain't never gon' stop
Dedication got me living like a boss
If I could make a million I can make it out
I'm dealing with some shit
I'm never talking about
Thinking bigger I ain't take
The quicker route
Dark days, no water in the house
KelTech with the 30s busting out
Killing neck in the 'vette, counting thous'
Never keep my real money in the house
Weigh it up, vacuum seal, send it out
G pulled up, panty in a drought
Hoes wanting boyfriends, that's all
Dick in her mouth, just for the clout
Rich bitch, just wanna cash out
Daddy hella rich, mamma caked out
Yellow I sell when I'm indecisive
Killin' shit, niggas wonder when I'm stopping
Cooling kit on my brand new rifle
Too legit, fuck a bitch
I'm not Martin but I keep a black
Beet juice in the morning with a salad
Loose socks and my drawls say Calvin
Picnic with the bitch, I'm in Maui
Cartier plain jane, 6000

Know the game play by the rules
Play it smooth you'll never lose, bitch
Racks in my pocket i don't give a fuck, yeah
Racks in my pocket
I don't give a fuck, ey ey
Racks in my pocket
I don't give a fuck, bitch
Racks in my pocket
I don't give a fuck, ey ey ey ey ey ey

Pull up in it (Pull up in it)
That ain't tinted, ey (That ain't tinted)
That ain't rented (ey ey ey)
Full kitted, damn (good job)
Sliding on 'em, shit (sliding)
You ain't with it, bitch (You ain't with it)
Keep that juice, yuh (damn, ey ey ey)
Orange juice, uh (Keep going Larry)
Green juice, huh (Sock it to me)
Beet juice, uh (Uh, $11) be cool ($12)
Ooh this beat cool (Yes lord)
I'm in Saramota (Frisco)
Give me sloppy toppy (Yes lord)
I got court tomorrow (Bitch ass nigga)
Bitch I want it all (Suck me up)
Bitch, you sloppy drunk i can't fuck at all
I told that bitch get me stack
Then I blew it all (Get me Nikes and shit)
I like Louis (Ooh, Louis)
I'm accustomed to it (I'm a customer)
But, I'm a hustler (Bitch ass nigga)
So don't get it fucked up (Na)
This a one take jake i ain't write this man
Got a bitch named Hailey
Got a bitch named Mercedes
Got a bitch named Katie
Fu-fu-fu-fuck you, pay me
I've been thumbing through a whole lot lately
Pulled up in the coupe looking famous
Ey, ey, ey

Know the game play by the rules
Play it smooth you'll never lose, bitch
Racks in my pocket i don't give a fuck, yeah
Racks in my pocket
I don't give a fuck, ey ey
Racks in my pocket
I don't give a fuck, bitch
Racks in my pocket
I don't give a fuck, ey ey ey ey ey ey

Ey, good morning bitch ass nigga
You already know how I'm coming, nigga
Wake up hella early
Go to an expensive ass grocery store
And get my motherfuckin' multi-vitamins
Something slight
Very motherfucking peaceful, nigga
Everything I do is A1, bitch step it up
Sock it to me, bitch
You're to near me not to hear me, nigga
My orange juice costs $12, bitch
You not what I'm saying
That's with tax and shit
You not what I'm saying
Cause, I pay my taxes
Off the motherfucking dribble, nigga
I'm coming through, I'm sliding
Corvette and shit, nigga
I might pull out the Beam, nigga
I might pull out the Prius, bitch
You just never know
Everything I do is gold, nigga
You not what I'm saying
Off the motherfucking backboard, nigga
Ol' bitch ass nigga step it up
Good job, nigga frisco shit, nigga
Bay area shit, nigga
Taking over the world with this shit off top
Very peaceful, you bitch ass nigga
Sock it to me