RACKS ØN ME Lyrics

tryna be rich

Never been the type to worry about a bitch

I'm only focused on my gang and my clique

They so damn mad cause I'm young and I'm lit

We won't hit your party, we gon shoot it up

We take hella molly, I swear we been booted up

Posted out with Yunin, he gon' turn me up

Out here with ya bitch, she asking what is in my cup

Racks on me, you a cap homie with your hoe

And she back on me, I'ma smack her ass oh why

Cause she gon' throw it back on me

Racks on me, I'm like yeah, yeah

Racks on me, I got racks on me, yeah, yeah

I been in my head, every day I overthink

Pressure so deep, it's up to me

Fake friends gon' say what's up to me

Woah, put a four in my lean

I been balling way too hard, I'm with my team

I feel like Peter Pan, young forever dreamin

Hometown hero, I'm the man, I'm what they needin

Rockstars , sippin wockhardt, fuckin' pop stars

Trap house, eatin' pop tarts, duckin' cop cars

2023, it's me, oh mama look I made it

She gon' see me on TV

I need a couple racks for the feature, nothing free

My lifestyle is expensive, brody, you gon' pay the fee

We gon' hit your party, we gon' shoot it up

We take hella molly, I swear we been booted up

Posted up with yunin', he gon' turn me up

Out here with ya bitch, she asking what is in my cup

Racks on me, you a cap homie

With your hoe and she back on me

I'ma smack her ass oh why

Cause she gon' throw her back on me

Racks on me, I'm like, yeah, yeah

Racks on me, I got racks on me

I'm like, yeah, yeah