racks ina rental oot a line şarkı sözleri
For real
Riding round in a striking getting money nigga
Hello hello
Show you how to get money nigga
Where you at where you at
Three phones beating burberry england
Bad bitch on my line keep trying to eat my semen
I'm on way to the spender thirty eaton
Three cell phones they just ringin and beat it
Bitch I'm fleecing sold him remix
Pull up in a striker and it sounded like a demon
Bitch I'm leaning shoes european
Dope off white and it's looking like the cement
All I hear is phones ringing and the do knocking
Perk kicking in I gave your geek fire now we both nodding
He needs a narcy off the tester so he gon buy it
And I got your hoe driving cause your hoe licenses
Cruise control lane assist so the trooper can't flick it
Sound like I'm sharpening a pencil when I blend it
Geek get his S s I and I spend it
Off a perc thirty and fentynal and I blend it
Dior runners but I've never been a runner
Put this bitch in sports mode, the trooper getting on my bumper
Hit the spank a horse tranq with the stone cold stunner
On the road basketballs but I never had a jumper
Blah blah bla all I hear if it ain't racks
Life boring bitch I trap pop perks and I take naps
He tryna front door back door but it ain't that
Bum ass nigga hitting licks cause he can't trap
Run your stupid ass up in this trap it's gon be suicide
Hit him with the automatic chop but you think dude alive
Niggas police always saying what they gon do on live
Tete take it light night drop tryna pot a line
Rex stay flapping I ain't trapping by no school zone
Soft head take a 8 ball and bump it like a new zone
Boost a bum bitch credit now she act like I can't do wrong
Ima show her skip the games and that's when she post her nudes on
Money be trapping yeah money be flapping
Three cell phones ringing money bout to make it happen
Stuffing racks in the console while I'm running through the baggy
Niggas say, need a four way so I told him send a addy
Doing two hunnid in a striker like a nigga going bowling
I gave the bouncer five hunnis and he let me and my pole in
Yeah I got motion, that's what we call rolling
Ten bands on the charm it looks just like the ocean
The yellow with the wok baby girl, that's the potion
Three hunnid in the pop you can't afford it got no motion

