Each A Rack

Nigga, the cost high to live that boss life Five bands on the kit, that's the sauce price The family dig a grave if you cross mines Bitch, we always outside like a toss right In the kitchen with that chicken, this ain't Popeye's That's another hundred bands when them pot's dry I kick the truth to my bitch and tell the cops lies Every bag get secured we on top flights Band Diego get them bands, this shit is set in stone On the road with these ports gotta flip these whole If they come up off a nook you can get them low Relative fresh off of one he just hit a load These ports goin' hella quick, family mailin' fast The other side hella broke, they still sellin' sacks If the babs snatch me up, I ain't tellin' jack Only the family right or wrong, nigga, to hell and back I'm the type to do 100 when I see the babs You the type who down bad, look like you need a bag Band Diego get them, bitch, I keep a bag Twenty rubber bands on me and they each a rack Twenty rubber bands on me and they each a rack Band Diego get them, bitch, I keep a bag You the type who down bad, look like you need a bag And I'm the type to do 100 when I see the babs, nigga Make a nigga eat these shells like the 5th of May, hey Never owned a pair of Yeezys, but I sold Yè, hey And we stay in the field like both ways We don't stop, we don't yield, we don't touch brakes You like the last one at the party, you don't touch cake And you hardly keep it real and you pump fake Make a pretty bitch rip the blade like a runway Shootin' at targets in real life like a gun range Magazine to his face like the front page When I come around, you move around like Bump J Out of town with them pounds, tryna lose weight Who can do the fastest turnaround like ballet Babies try to shut us down like backstage If they try to give my ass the max, I'm goin' max pain I'm the type of nigga to double back like I forgot, santhin You niggas don't ever come out like a damn stain I'm the type to do 100 when I see the babs You the type who down bad, look like you need a bag Band Diego get them, bitch, I keep a bag Twenty rubber bands on me and they each a rack Twenty rubber bands on me and they each a rack Band Diego get them, bitch, I keep a bag You the type who down bad, look like you need a bag And I'm the type to do 100 when I see the babs, nigga