Yeat - Rackie Fitness lyrics

(Paradigm) who?, yeah
(Yeah, what the fuck goin' on, Maajins?)
Huh, yeah, yeah (Let's go, let's go)
Huh, yeah, okay, let's go

Got off the phone, I was with my twizzy
We was movin' chickens
With these racks, you don't got no bones
You a vegetarian (Ayy, fact)
Fat ass booty bitches, with my twizz
Sharin' this Karen (Smack)
And these bitches really crazy
They gon' take lines off that camera
(Bitch) i'm shittin' on all of y'all
Gotta make it apparent (Bitch)
I seen your ass fell off, you disappearing
(Oh) with these racks, I'ma double up
You make it disappear (Oh, no)
In this big ol', big ol' tonka truck
I just ran over a deer (Ah)
You a old head, doing nothing
Drinking on some beer (Uh)
In the crib, mama capped his money
Make that reappear (A hunnid)
Hunnid-fiftys, rackie fitness
Money counter's all I hear (Phew)
If you ain't gon' drop a bag
Then get your ass up outta here

I'm so high off this Oxy
I bet I couldn't even steer (Woo)
I feel like I'm
Where'd you get the molly?
I'ma put that Wock' up in my cup
Don't put no Jolly (No)
Yeah, the way she riding dick just
Like you ride a trolley (Let's go)
I was in New York, two years ago
I was at Barney's i had Wock' up in my
Cup, this shit so purple, Just like Barney
Feel like Pluto, feel like
Uzi when I'm talkin', Brand new Marni
I had money on me, baby (Yeah)
So come, come get it off me (Hm)
I got these rackies on, come get it off me
(Phew) i can't talk about this shit
'cause it's too federal (Shh)
I can't wait on a bitch, I got a schedule
(True) i'm on a race with the game
I'm way ahead of you
I always in that, been first
Place, come win this medal, Boo
(Come) i can't believe these bitches drop
It for a hunnid, Dude
(A hunnid)
She ate on my dick, say, "This taste good
Just like some honeydew" (Go)
Go and get a bag
And you can see what all this money do

Got off the phone, I was with my twizzy
We was movin' chickens
With these racks, you don't got no bones
You a vegetarian (Ayy, fact)
Fat ass booty bitches, with my twizz
Sharin' this Karen (Smack)
And these bitches really crazy
They gon' take lines off that camera
(Bitch) i'm shittin' on all of y'all
Gotta make it apparent (Bitch)
I seen your ass fell off, you disappearing
(Oh) with these racks, I'ma double up
You make it disappear (Oh, no)
In this big ol', big ol' tonka truck
I just ran over a deer (Ah)
You a old head, doing nothing
Drinking on some beer (Uh)
In the crib, mama capped his money
Make that reappear (A hunnid)
Hunnid-fiftys, rackie fitness
Money counter's all I hear (Phew)
If you ain't gon' drop a bag
Then get your ass up outta here

Got off the phone, I was with my twizzy
We was movin' chickens
With these racks, you don't got no bones
You a vegetarian (Ayy, fact)
Fat ass booty bitches, with my twizz
Sharin' this Karen (Smack)
And these bitches really crazy
They gon' take lines off that camera
(Bitch) i'm shittin' on all of y'all
Gotta make it apparent (Bitch)
I seen your ass fell off, you disappearing
(Oh) with these racks, I'ma double up
You make it disappear (Oh, no)
In this big ol', big ol' tonka truck
I just ran over a deer (Ah)
You a old head, doing nothing
Drinking on some beer (Uh)
In the crib, mama capped his money
Make that reappear (A hunnid)
Hunnid-fiftys, rackie fitness
Money counter's all I hear (O oh)
If you ain't gon' drop a bag
Then get your ass up outta here