Jae Fiend - Dirty Racks Lyrics

I like dirty money, fast cars, big rims (ooh)
I need circus money, bad broads, big rings (racks racks ay)
Death be flirting on me, can't stress over the lil things (ooh
I told you not to get involved, but bitch you still did (ay)
Ooh, reaper looking for me
My heart is cooking slowly
These pills f*cking control me (yuh)
Throw my nerves in the rollie (uh huh)
Too high, I just cant focus
One more chance, might blow it
Bitch, don't know where I'm going (nah)
Where the f*ck am I going
Bitch you can't answer me
You never touched the low-end (nuh uh)
Heart black jus like my hoodie
But my teeth is golden (racks)
Girl, don't play games with me
I make yo fantasy (ay)
Girl, you too hard to please
Please, bitch stop calling me (please bitch stop calling me)
Facetime, I fall asleep
She love me partially (partially)
I like dirty money, fast cars, big rims (ooh)
I need circus money, bad broads, big rings (racks racks ay)
Death be flirting on me, can't stress over the lil things (ooh
I told you not to get involved, but bitch you still did (ay)
Come pop these xans with me (yuh yuh)
Come get f*cked up with me (ay)
Girl, don't look up to me
I'll make you love the drugs (i will)
Girl, don't want nun of me
I'll make you hate dis life (hate dis life)
I pop another one
Keep going, jus fake my pride (fake my pride)
Bitch, only trust the plug
Bitch only love the drugs (yuh)
That girl ain't shit to me
She just a customer (ay)
Wan solve this mystery
I keep my heart locked up
I drown in misery
Sad when the blunt is done (blunt is done)
I don't know where to run
Don't know where else to run