Racketeers (feat. Young Philippe)

Hope you about that shit you talking about Round my way we make you watch your mouth Whip whip Bling God damn grand slam I done hit a lick Thank you, mam, out on the, lamb Running, pushing, pull up in the lamb Bullets, flying, watch them n**** scram In the yo they really asking is you snapping At the strip club throwing up them rackets N**** eating over here we really snapping N**** eating over here like n**** what’s happening Yeah yeah steady racking In the strip club, throwing up rackets Racketeers really eating is you snapping Getting it over here like boy let’s get it I’m no longer wit it I’m looking for business some n**** be trippin they timid These bitches get wicked she know she resisting to give me some head like a gremlin Took one to the heart and that’s why your boy limping this shit can get real life and livid I’m trapped in the house but the money online, I had to go digital didn’t it Don’t f*ck with these n**** cause n**** be slipping in feelings and acting like bitches Don’t know what it is but a n**** just hustle wake up in the morning I feel it I pull up on shorty it never be boring the chemistry good like a chemist I roll up the goodie f**k her in a hoodie she love when she taking a dicking I’m making some food and I’m dipping, the money pop up like a mention Bagging that shit like a cashier assistance, the cash exponentially building Them commas been getting extended, wasn’t playing at all I fucked on her raw and I grabbed on her ass and her titties Yeah she ain’t know nothing about this pimping These n**** out here they be simpin', his bitch on the loose she broke out of Prison whole lot of tricking whole lot of Giving her top like a chicken yeah I know some youngings that wanna be hunters will split your whole shit like a biscuit I stay out the way and I’m minding business I’m working to see my first million