No racks had to come up quick
Now I got big racks
Broke niggas steady talking shit
They need some Tic-Tacs
Always been cooler than my hoes
That's why we mismatch
If you try me 12 gon have to dispatch
You know what the f*ck goin on nigga
Vaughny Vo in this shit nigga
Aye, yea, aye
I just told my plug I won't cop it if the pack stemmy
Boss shit, if I'm the club I'm posted sipping Henny
Big racks money ain't a thing these niggas pinching pennies
Big drip thousand for my fit you shop at JcPenneys
I been good with money
Countin guap since I was elementary
.44s out the window like we work at Wendy's
You be rocking Polo I be rocking Fendi
Think I got a problem all this cash I'm spending
No racks had to come up quick
Now I got big racks
Broke niggas steady talking shit
They need some Tic-Tacs
Always been cooler than my hoes
That's why we mismatch
If you try me 12 gon have to dispatch
New hoe cause I can't teach an old bitch new tricks
No gun range but I still let out a 30 clip
Remember I was toting sticks before I even let it rip
Now when I shoot I never miss like I got aimbot
I can't even love my ex no more cause she a lame thot
Hoe bitch suckin' on my tip in a drop top
Who is that? I don't like your friend cause she a cock block
Hell nah
Uber that bitch home unless she suckin' cock
You would think we had a fire how we totin' them sticks
When I say I got them shooters they ain't takin no pics
I don't wanna trap no more
Damn I can't wait to be rich
Call me Hitler how I'm hittin' yo bitch
I just told my plug I won't cop it if the pack stemmy
Boss shit, if I'm the club I'm posted sipping Henny
Big racks money ain't a thing these niggas pinching pennies
Big drip thousand for my fit you shop at JcPenneys
I been good with money
Countin guap since I was elementary
.44s out the window like we work at Wendy's
You be rocking Polo I be rocking Fendi
Think I got a problem all this cash i'm spending
Vaughny Vo - Aimbot Lyrics
Vaughny Vo - Aimbot Lyrics
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No racks had to come up quick
Now I got big racks
Broke niggas steady talking shit
They need some Tic-Tacs
Always been cooler than my hoes
That's why we mismatch
If you try me 12 gon have to dispatch
You know what the f*ck goin on nigga
Vaughny Vo in this shit nigga
Aye, yea, aye
I just told my plug I won't cop it if the pack stemmy
Boss shit, if I'm the club I'm posted sipping Henny
Big racks money ain't a thing these niggas pinching pennies
Big drip thousand for my fit you shop at JcPenneys
I been good with money
Countin guap since I was elementary
.44s out the window like we work at Wendy's
You be rocking Polo I be rocking Fendi
Think I got a problem all this cash I'm spending
No racks had to come up quick
Now I got big racks
Broke niggas steady talking shit
They need some Tic-Tacs
Always been cooler than my hoes
That's why we mismatch
If you try me 12 gon have to dispatch
New hoe cause I can't teach an old bitch new tricks
No gun range but I still let out a 30 clip
Remember I was toting sticks before I even let it rip
Now when I shoot I never miss like I got aimbot
I can't even love my ex no more cause she a lame thot
Hoe bitch suckin' on my tip in a drop top
Who is that? I don't like your friend cause she a cock block
Hell nah
Uber that bitch home unless she suckin' cock
You would think we had a fire how we totin' them sticks
When I say I got them shooters they ain't takin no pics
I don't wanna trap no more
Damn I can't wait to be rich
Call me Hitler how I'm hittin' yo bitch
I just told my plug I won't cop it if the pack stemmy
Boss shit, if I'm the club I'm posted sipping Henny
Big racks money ain't a thing these niggas pinching pennies
Big drip thousand for my fit you shop at JcPenneys
I been good with money
Countin guap since I was elementary
.44s out the window like we work at Wendy's
You be rocking Polo I be rocking Fendi
Think I got a problem all this cash i'm spending
Now I got big racks
Broke niggas steady talking shit
They need some Tic-Tacs
Always been cooler than my hoes
That's why we mismatch
If you try me 12 gon have to dispatch
You know what the f*ck goin on nigga
Vaughny Vo in this shit nigga
Aye, yea, aye
I just told my plug I won't cop it if the pack stemmy
Boss shit, if I'm the club I'm posted sipping Henny
Big racks money ain't a thing these niggas pinching pennies
Big drip thousand for my fit you shop at JcPenneys
I been good with money
Countin guap since I was elementary
.44s out the window like we work at Wendy's
You be rocking Polo I be rocking Fendi
Think I got a problem all this cash I'm spending
No racks had to come up quick
Now I got big racks
Broke niggas steady talking shit
They need some Tic-Tacs
Always been cooler than my hoes
That's why we mismatch
If you try me 12 gon have to dispatch
New hoe cause I can't teach an old bitch new tricks
No gun range but I still let out a 30 clip
Remember I was toting sticks before I even let it rip
Now when I shoot I never miss like I got aimbot
I can't even love my ex no more cause she a lame thot
Hoe bitch suckin' on my tip in a drop top
Who is that? I don't like your friend cause she a cock block
Hell nah
Uber that bitch home unless she suckin' cock
You would think we had a fire how we totin' them sticks
When I say I got them shooters they ain't takin no pics
I don't wanna trap no more
Damn I can't wait to be rich
Call me Hitler how I'm hittin' yo bitch
I just told my plug I won't cop it if the pack stemmy
Boss shit, if I'm the club I'm posted sipping Henny
Big racks money ain't a thing these niggas pinching pennies
Big drip thousand for my fit you shop at JcPenneys
I been good with money
Countin guap since I was elementary
.44s out the window like we work at Wendy's
You be rocking Polo I be rocking Fendi
Think I got a problem all this cash i'm spending
Writer: Vaughn Starling
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