Rac Racing

(album: 2 The Hard Way - 2017)

[Big36oz:]
I want a thousand pounds of weed
I want a thousand bricks of weed
I'm tryna count four thousand hundreds
Put a thousand hundreds on your head
Pull up, let Benji sweep your street, yeah
Lately I been rack racing
Lately I been rack, lately I been rack racing
I want a thousand pounds of weed
I want a thousand bricks of weed
I'm tryna count four thousand hundreds
Put a thousand hundreds on your head
Pull up, let Benji sweep your street, yeah
Lately I been rack racing
Lately I been rack, lately I been rack racing

[Lil Baby:]
Lately I been rack racing, been dying to get this money up
Wrap the truck, mount it up, had to paint the Hellcat
12 been on my ass, they tryna say I run a gang
Every time a body drop they go to throwing up my name
I'm like I don't even trap no more
I been making these K's out the studio
I ain't even been around to serve my folks
I ain't touched a brick in so long
I'm like look don't call my phone, I barely know what's going on
It be like damn that's your bro, I seen that nigga at your show
I ain't been it, I ain't in it
I been tryna chase these millions
I been fucking all these bitches
Now my ho won't leave me 'lone
Talking 'bout I did her wrong
I'm like fuck that shit, I'm gone
I'm going back to the hood
Put all my lil niggas on

[Big36oz:]
I want a thousand pounds of weed
I want a thousand bricks of weed
I'm tryna count four thousand hundreds
Put a thousand hundreds on your head
Pull up, let Benji sweep your street, yeah
Lately I been rack racing
Lately I been rack, lately I been rack racing
I want a thousand pounds of weed
I want a thousand bricks of weed
I'm tryna count four thousand hundreds
Put a thousand hundreds on your head
Pull up, let Benji sweep your street, yeah
Lately I been rack racing
Lately I been rack, lately I been rack racing

[Marlo:]
I did a thousand pounds a week
Them suckers know I run the streets
I put a hundred on his head
Baby bro make sure he dead
I told Lil make sure the bag right
That young nigga living the fast life
Told my bitch put up a half a million
Gotta make sure that that stash right
Lately I been rack racing then stacking all this damn paper
My niggas say they need me and they know that I'ma feed 'em
If it's pressure then we squeeze 'em
Red dot, I don't like you if you Cleveland
Got a couple crips riding with me and I ain't from Four Seasons
I told Lil Baby that I'm with it
Any nigga playing they get they issue
I sent a hundred fucking missiles
He said fuck it, handle business
I told him clear the fucking block
Get out the way, let's set up shop
I sent a hundred fucking blocks
Took over the street nigga, we rock

[Big36oz:]
I want a thousand pounds of weed
I want a thousand bricks of weed
I'm tryna count four thousand hundreds
Put a thousand hundreds on your head
Pull up, let Benji sweep your street, yeah
Lately I been rack racing
Lately I been rack, lately I been rack racing
I want a thousand pounds of weed
I want a thousand bricks of weed
I'm tryna count four thousand hundreds
Put a thousand hundreds on your head
Pull up, let Benji sweep your street, yeah
Lately I been rack racing
Lately I been rack, lately I been rack racing