100 Racks
(专辑: Quality Control: Control The Streets, Vol. 2 - 2019)
[Offset:] My first hunnit racks (Hunnits) I
blew it by the
rack (Blew it) Then I
took off the
hat (Hat) Had to Dior the
bag (Dior) No books, this a
mag Shoot it up, fuck a
bag I
was down to my last I
remember my past (Woo) Put it up, got packs in the
house Get slapped with a
stack in yo' mouth These hoes get passed Get slapped with the
racks to the
mouth [Playboi Carti:] Wit' them racks you get slapped (Slapped) And this bitch want my mans 'Bout to play with these bands (Play with them) 'Bout to play with these bands You can come to the
land Got that bitch in my hand That muh'fucka' gon' dance That muh'fucka' gon' dance We've been God sent We've been God sent We not kicking shit No, we not friends [Offset:] But I
set these trends (Trends) Put a
bitch in the
Benz Dirty money got cleansed Diamonds jumping out the
gym She invite her friends (Friends) They my type, all tens And my drip European (Drip) I
done put diamonds on my lense (Woo) My first hunnit racks (Hunnits) I
blew it by the
rack (Blew it) Then I
took off the
hat (Hat) Had to Dior the
bag (Dior) No books, this a
mag Shoot it up, fuck a
bag I
was down to my last I
remember my past (Woo) Put it up, got packs in the
house Get slapped with a
stack in yo' mouth These hoes get passed Get slapped with the
racks to the
mouth Niggas don't want no money, mo' clout Don't sit, there's a
stick in the
couch Get a
man, get 'em in, get 'em out Now my grandma looking down proud My kids not worried 'bout a
drought Baguettes in the
teeth, down south Richard Mille wrist, cost a
house Put the
double R
truck en route I
go straight out to Mars, valet my car Trap guitar, straight out the
Norf Losing my mind, I
can't think Fye that bitch up, we gon' blank I
go three hard in the
paint We get high on the
perc, 'bout to faint Swimming with sharks in the
tank You best not drown, when I
pop this paint Blow it in the
clouds My first hunnit racks (Hunnits) I
blew it by the
rack (Blew it) Then I
took off the
hat (Hat) Had to Dior the
bag (Dior) No books, this a
mag Shoot it up, fuck a
bag I
was down to my last (Last) I
remember my past (Woo) Put it up, got packs in the
house Get slapped with a
stack in yo' mouth These hoes get passed Get slapped with the
racks to the
mouth [Playboi Carti:] Wit' them racks you get slapped (Slapped) And this bitch want my mans 'Bout to play with these bands (Play with them) 'Bout to play with these bands