[ Featuring REIF! ]
AYE REIF !
Baby I thought that I told ya, run up the racks I gotta go get it, huh
I stuff all my ma'f*ckin pockets, all of my jeans they gotta stay fitted, huh
We blowin out all the smoke, u betta go make ya wishes
I ran up that ma'f*ckin bag all day, and I ain't even got no limit
You know these hoes be tricky
Had to break up with my blicky
Nicky p I'm in yo city
Told the hoe be there inna jiffy
Made like 40 racks I ain't kiddin, you said you hit my hoe but you didn't
My wodie got that strap he ain't missin , Covid-19 my brodie got distance
I, I got foreign racks I , put yo gang on blast
I, told that bitch don't come around, yeah that pussy trash
I'm, tryna see some real thick shit shakin ass
My hood trappin shit straight outta trailers like it's breaking bad
Baby I thought that I told ya, run up the racks I gotta go get it, huh
I stuff all my ma'f*ckin pockets, all of my jeans they gotta stay fitted, huh
We blowin out all the smoke, u betta go make ya wishes
I ran up that ma'f*ckin bag all day, and I ain't even got no limit, yeah
Spending my money till the bag get empty
I speed through the city with hemis
I'm prolly stick grippin on semis, yeah my bitch really rockin that fendi
Yeah, I'm rollin up lot of biscotti, I'm on the phone with a certified thotty
I got tattoos all over my body , they stealin my swag I'm knowin they copy
Yeah, the bags comin in too loaded, i mix the wok with the real soda
I'm way too turnt and they been bogus, my mind f*cked up and I'm losing focus
I can't let up I'm too goated, I can't let up I'm too chosen
Yeah this hoe got some bad ass friends, this hoe got some!
Baby I thought that I told ya, run up the racks I gotta go get it, huh
I stuff all my ma'f*ckin pockets, all of my jeans they gotta stay fitted, huh
We blowin out all the smoke, u betta go make ya wishes
I ran up that ma'f*ckin bag all day, and I ain't even got no limit
You know these hoes be tricky
Had to break up with my blicky
Nicky p I'm in yo city
Told the hoe be there inna jiffy
Made like 40 racks I ain't kiddin, you said you hit my hoe but you didn't
My wodie got that strap he ain't missin , Covid-19 my brodie got distance
I, I got foreign racks I , put yo gang on blast
I, told that bitch don't come around, yeah that pussy trash
I'm, tryna see some real thick shit shakin ass
My hood trappin shit straight outta trailers like it's breaking bad
