Rack for Rack

Bitch, we can go rack for rack Lil' bitch, I said we can go tit for tat Send me a beat, I'ma use it untagged You don't get no credit, I know that you mad He tried to get the whole city to knock me I stay on top, and bitch, I'm never stopping Spending these racks I done dripped out my closet My girl know she love me, ain't loving her falsely Papa had loads out in Vegas Know that I'm stressing, lil' bitch, I been needing a payment I know some niggas who on it and they'll leave you on the pavement Bitch, I ain't nothing to play with What? Reach for this Cartier, you see a whole lotta red I would of copped me the coupe the interior red She give me brain, it go SpEd If you don't know then it mean "Special Ed'" Niggas be talking, they fed' She sent a text and I leave her on read Build you a coffin with dirt around it, it's yo' bed Ain't pulling nowhere, it ain't about bread Feeling like Slimeball 'cause my money spread You keep on dissing, yo' life by a thread Niggas be talking but they still had fled Send my lil' youngins to go at yo' head and you know that they want it You know that they 'bout it Swerving inside of the Audi I hit the gate, I was out-y Crashed then I bought me another one I got a ton of 'em Know that we getting the bucks I was in school with the honey buns Know that we getting the money, son Know that we getting a hundred-sum Know that we getting a bunch of tons Know that we running the racks up I'm in the stu' with my faction Bitch, I'm impeccable you cannot touch this Look at my left wrist You is gon' have to come check this Bitch, I stay reckless And I'm so restless Ain't had no sleep in like days I don't know what the f*ck you tryna say Tryna play me like a bitch, ain't no way On God, I'll die about Elon and Jay Same go for Steve and the gang Tryna go get on a plane Do me a show out the States Sleep off the drugs, he gon' wake up in pain Bro nodding off he, cannot stay awake Know he need to quit, he been sipping all day R.I.P. Ciah, won't say name in vain Die 'bout my gang, I'll scream out they name TCE forever, know that we made LTR forever 'bout the rackades Know that we getting that bread for the stage Top Chef my twin, know he did his lil' thing Been out my mental, I'm going insane Shanking you up with no switch on the blade, bitch Bitch, we can go rack for rack Lil' bitch, I said we can go tit for tat Send me a beat, I'ma use it untagged You don't get no credit, I know that you mad He tried to get the whole city to knock me I stay on top, and bitch, I'm never stopping Spending these racks I done dripped out my closet My girl know she love me, ain't loving her falsely Papa had loads out in Vegas Know that I'm stressing, lil' bitch, I been needing a payment I know some niggas who on it and they'll leave you on the pavement Bitch, I ain't nothing to play with What? Reach for this Cartier, you see a whole lotta red I would of copped me the coupe the interior red She give me brain, it go SpEd