Racks in Iraq

My dick a missile crisis I call it Cuban Got celiac disease I don't f*ck with gluten Ayy, I'm going in raw It's a Monday night Had taking off my ice And you bombed this fight I get to shoot you down? That's just a freebie All this ice all on my neck And you can call me sweet tea Making all these bomb hits And then I f*ck up on your mom, bitch Ayy, nice rack and her ass be huge Middle East got destroyed, 2002 Verified cuz all these cheques that I blew I want this oil, no-one asked you Nice rack and her ass be huge Middle East got destroyed, 2002 Verified cuz all these cheques that I blew I want this oil, no-one asked you I got racks upon racks I got stacks of this stone-cold cash These other rappers, they all lyin' Lake Boys, we spittin' facts, uh Man they're just jealous Think we're actin' overzealous Tell 'em bitch go come and get us Won't take all this shit you fed us But now that ain't no problem And we're dropping all these hits like bombs Lake Erie, these Karens fear me Rant about us on their blogs We're up in Iraq Fuckin' stacked with all this cash Keep up our momentum If we slow down we're gonna crash Ayy, spit facts and I'll bone your boo Middle East gettin' rocked by warheads too Lake Boys here to drop some truth I'll have your land and raid it too Spit facts and I'll bone your boo Middle East gettin' rocked by warheads too Lake Boys here to f*ck with you Mess up your head like we Cthulhu Ayy, I'm dropping rhymes Nuke you like Japan, it's time Still full of all of that weeb shit A milly or I go man, take it or leave it Bitch Damn, cuz I'm makin' it happen All my teeth got a hundred racks This 20-buck diamond tester got it right Cuz look what it's sayin'? (beep beep) Ice! Lake Boys, shit's superior Takin' the piss out of you, bitch, inferior See a billy when I look in the mirror She be in the crib, wanting Sl1pz to feel her They say "Oh my God, you're real, your Posters all over my bedroom, still you're Such a legend, thought you looked familiar" But I don't think I've ever seen her I got racks, I got racks Like I'm stationed in Iraq Havin' sex with your mom Like Obama, way I bomb Makin' hoes shake they ass Bitch, I'm ballin', that's a fact In a limo so long Shit don't even hold my do-o-o-o-ong