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UnoTheActivist

That's A Rack

 

That's A Rack

(album: Deadication - 2019)


Shout out my nigga
Shout out my nigga OogieMane
Dig what I'm saying?
Ooh, ooh
I guess he's just working on dying
Aye
You know what I mean, I guess, haha
Dig
Uno, I killed it

Fuck from the back, that's a rack, that's a rack
Half a rack on her flight here, half a rack back
But I know some niggas that's gon' hit it with some glass, yeah
And my bitch got tiger stripes on her ass
Baby oil on her skin
Baby oil on her ass
Knew niggas that was hating on me, left them in the past
Cross that bitch off my bucket list, you in the bucket full of crabs
Got Dior on my skin, got Dior in my bag

I grind for the check
My mind on the check
I shine for the check
I slime for the check
I'm sliming your nigga, not apologetic
Fly with me, baby, I'll pilot the jet
These are baguettes
Caesar Phillip's
These Balmains, baby, not easy to get
You fuck niggas ain't [?] the deal with me yet
I need my money, I'm getting upset
Excuse me, excuse me, not hearing that
I need a bag for appearance
A bag on my belt, it might say Hermes
She fuck with me for the experience
Fuck from the back, that's a rack, that's a rack
Yeah, no strings attached, her number not saved in my jack
Forty one bust down with a clam on my neck, yeah
Thotiana bust down, blue face on my dollar bills
I caught him lacking, punched that boy right out his hat
Front of crazy girls, they say my name when I walk in
She popping that, popping that, popping percocets
She popping that pussy, she do a tip drill
I'm popping these tops like a fucking circus hat
I peep how they plotting through my peripheral
Fuck from the back, that's for free, free, free, free, free
Might spend a rack just for her to fly back

Fuck from the back, that's a rack, that's a rack
Half a rack on her flight here, half a rack back
But, I know some niggas that's gon' hit it with some glass, yeah
And my bitch got tiger stripes on her ass
Baby oil on her skin
Baby oil on her ass
Knew niggas that was hating on me, left them in the past
Cross that bitch off my bucket list, you in the bucket full of crabs
Got Dior on my skin, got Dior in my bag

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