Racks!

I'm a real deal killer Real deal drug dealer I had to lock my Snap 'cause they ain't even like how I was serving them packs I just pulled up on a bad little bitch I'm a leave after breaking her back Too many hoes done walk into my crib, oh my god that's a whole lotta ass Too many junkies done knocked on my window said "brother there, serve me some Crack" I was doing that for a couple of years and that shit made me some cash Yeah, whole lotta racks Yeah, whole lotta racks I just walked up in that pussy boy yard and I told that lil f*ck boy to bring me them racks I poured the wock in a Fanta Yeah, lil bitch, that's my sedative I done grown up and got money, the bad little bitches, they hitting my phone it ain't setting In The flow of the money ain't settling Me and your bitch just been wrestling The lines in your songs ain't threatening Glad that you're sticking to beats, 'cause I promise the music you making was deafening Nah I ain't dissing I'm levelling Deleting DM's why they meddling I'm on the M-Way to Kettering I'm gonna f*ck on your hoe and I know you trembling Yeah he scared of me He mad that he got compared to me He unprepared for me But he claim, he never cared for me Well f*ck boy, guess who's dead homie, guess who dead homie Guess who got that blick on his side and guess who's dead homie Guess who just caught one in the head, guess who's dead homie I'm a real deal killer Real deal drug dealer I had to lock my Snap 'cause they ain't even like how I was serving them packs I just pulled up on a bad little bitch I'm a leave after breaking her back Too many hoes done walk into my crib, oh my god that's a whole lotta ass Too many junkies done knocked on my window said "brother there, serve me some crack" I was doing that for a couple of years and that shit made me some cash Yeah, whole lotta racks Yeah, whole lotta racks I just walked up in that pussy boy yard and I told that lil f*ck boy to bring me them racks Sipping the Sprite with the codeine I want these diamonds, they stunning He talking 'bout me, he don't know me I pull out that gun and he running Bitch I'm a demon, this shit will get bloody I'm getting money, I'm balling like Kobe I'm getting racks and I don't even study I'm off these drugs and it making me dummy He wanna f*ck with the gang, yeah Bitch I pull up with a tank, yeah I don't want that pussy, it stank, yeah She eating my dick like a snack, yeah He wanna be me They wanna be us Big ass butt, shit move like a bus They all on my dick, they ate it so sus I keep a Draco on me, I don't trust I'm a real deal killer Real deal drug dealer I had to lock my Snap 'cause they ain't even like how I was serving them packs I just pulled up on a bad little bitch I'm a leave after breaking her back Too many hoes done walk into my crib, oh my god that's a whole lotta ass Too many junkies done knocked on my window said "brother there, serve me some crack" I was doing that for a couple of years and that shit made me some cash Yeah, whole lotta racks Yeah, whole lotta racks I just walked up in that pussy boy yard and I told that lil f*ck boy to bring me them racks