Sickboyrari - RACING lyrics
[Sickboyrari - RACING lyrics]
Boy, racing down the block smoking jet fuel
Stuffing hundred in my sock
I don't chase hoes, but I'll trick on a thot
I don't chase money
But I'll trick on the guap jet fuel pack
The plug send it through the air
Million by my nuts, cashing out on Nike Airs
Jet fuel pack
The plug send it through the air
Million by my nuts, cashing out on Nike Airs
Hood rich, stuffing hundred in my pockets
Been balling like the Houston Rockets
Boy, I got hoes like Dennis Rodman
Goth shorty look like '98 Ashanti
Jet fuel got my pockets smelling funky
Boy, I keep it funky like some dirty laundry
Baby, bust it open ooh she getting raunchy
Souljah rag same color dirty hunchiez
Four wheeling, dirt bikes racing up the block
I don't chase hoes, but I'll trick on a thot
Diamonds on my wrist
I call her ass some crack rock
All-Star Rari, hitting the jumpers
Thirty shots
Thirty bags of the mid, stuff it in my sock
Thirty bag of the dro, race it up the block
Four wheeling, dirt bike racing up the block
Boy, while you chasing hoes
I be banging blocks
Four wheeling in the sticks
Boy, racing down the block smoking jet fuel
Stuffing hundred in my sock
I don't chase hoes, but I'll trick on a thot
I don't chase money
But I'll trick on the guap jet fuel pack
The plug send it through the air
Million by my nuts, cashing out on Nike Airs
Jet fuel pack
The plug send it through the air
Million by my nuts, cashing out on Nike Airs