ITALIA (feat. TrisDoxx)

Got racks ok yea Bad bitch ok yea That pistol hit ya and ya and ya I smoke designer weed my bitch from Italia That bitch obsessed with me? Take that hoe away from ya I'm slidin wit that drac I know he don't want no smoke I f*ck model hoes and it's racks in my girbauds When it's time to spin, call my brother get ya gone Tote Baby Ks, smokin' spliffs out the coast Pussy, where your racks, where they go? I don't know Ya, we just took his racks like where they go huh Feel like I'm chief Sosa hit a stain faneto Huh I hate being sober Drifting in the solar Pouring tech with tris while we drifting in the rover Gold or diamonds watches I can't choose my wrist bipolar Keep my moves on covert Catch me lacking? No sir Talk down then it's "FAH FAH" Talk down then it's over Put him on a banner, put that nigga on a poster Put him in the blunt you smell that gas You smell that odor She like how know her so she by my side like holster Got racks ok yea Bad bitch ok yea That pistol hit ya and ya and ya I smoke designer weed my bitch from Italia That bitch obsessed with me? Take that hoe away from ya I'm slidin wit that drac I know he don't want no smoke I f*ck model hoes and it's racks in my girbauds When it's time to spin, call my brother get ya gone Tote Baby Ks, smokin' spliffs out the coast Pussy, where your racks, where they go? I don't know