RPG, Caskey - Racked Up lyrics

Run 'round this bitch big racked up (racks)
Run 'round this bitch big racked up
(big racks)
Got some shooters that I came with
(some blowers)
Got some bad hoes that I came with
(some baddies)
Run 'round this bitch big racked up
(big racks)
Run 'round this bitch big racked up
(big stacks)
Got some shooters that I came with (br rat)
Got some bad hoes that I came with (woop)

All these rappers must got PMS
All my niggas snipe or sellin'
Drugs like we BMF i just got a missile
I'ma let my new new chopper hit you
Buck and leave you lookin' like
A fuckin' chupacabra, bitch, you
Y'all ain't talkin' 'bout your mans
Thought yo' bitch was faithful
She said she had other plans
All that booty walkin'
Get to talkin' with my hands
I took it to the bedroom, pussy never had a
Chance
Know I hold it down, don't you believe me?
It's gon' be hard to hate when
Nigga's on all your TV
I hope you change the channel like
Every time that you see me
That pussy get to movin', she
Deucin' just like a kiwi, he he
Yeah, that's that funny shit
You a Playboy bunny, honey, come to me
Get plenty dick where your music
Buddy? 'cause I swear I never heard this shit
Your favorite gun to rap about the
Same one you get murdered wit bitch

Run 'round this bitch big racked up (racks)
Run 'round this bitch big racked up
(big racks)
Got some shooters that I came with
(some blowers)
Got some bad hoes that I came with
(some baddies)
Run 'round this bitch big racked up
(big racks)
Run 'round this bitch big racked up
(big stacks)
Got some shooters that I came with (br rat)
Got some bad hoes that I came with (esketit)

Wait, aye, I'm in this bih big racked up
In the foreign with a foreign
I can't give that up
That shit keep you down
You got to get back up only one life
So I'm out here tryna live that up
I'm clutchin' the stainless, my bitch
She came out of Cambridge
They mad at me 'cause I done made it
Said I came back from my hiatus
I'm fuckin' a bitch on
The A-list, it's crazy
I hit it the greatest
I'm smokin' a pound of the flavors
I'm all in the town with the mayors
Y'all been hatin' from the sidelines
Least you follow guidelines
Got that presidential rolex
That's because it's my time
I've been all up in the growhouse
Should be the cover of High Times
They try run up on me
My nine gon' hit 'em nine times
I've been smokin' out the i8
With the doors suicide
If I want it, I go get it only difference
You and I got some shooters that I came up
We gon' get what we desire
If you try to touch this water on me
They gon' open fire

Run 'round this bitch big racked up (racks)
Run 'round this bitch big racked up
(big racks)
Got some shooters that I came with
(some blowers)
Got some bad hoes that I came with
(some baddies)
Run 'round this bitch big racked up
(big racks)
Run 'round this bitch big racked up
(big stacks)
Got some shooters that I came with (br rat)
Got some bad hoes that I came with (woop)