Songtexte Racks - Yae Yadir

Bitch, fuck you and your family

Keep me a rack like tennis
Lil boy, yeah, he a menace
Welcome to the state of Texas
Bitch get hit with the Lexus
Come on, now don't be jealous
Tie him up with a necklace

Grown man acting pussy
Mad I won't give him the cookie
Why you tryna play hooky
Can't even hit the boogie
Looking like a rookie
That's why I said pussy
Watch your tone when you talk to me
I bet you won't catch the heat
Walking in the middle of the street
Meet me at a retreat
Your game's weak, take a seat
I'm the real deal, can't be beat

Keeping my head on my shoulders
Putting you on poster
Bitch getting cooked in a toaster
Grabbing his dick like a holster
Had me wet, on a coaster
Riding his dick like motor
Bitch, you look like a boulder
Shoved you into a folder
Look bitch, I'm the beholder
Telling him to come over, nigga

Keep me a rack like tennis
Lil boy, yeah, he a menace
Welcome to the state of Texas
Bitch get hit with the Lexus
Come on, now don't be jealous
Tie him up with a necklace

Ice on my wrist, it's frozen
Dripping hard like the ocean
Got the game in motion
Swerving in slow motion
Money talk, that's devotion
Flexing with no emotion
Stacking up my cheddar
Got him under pressure
Haters can't measure
Bouncing back like leather
Tryna steal my treasure
But I'm too clever
Rolling in the whip, no keys
Living life with ease
Shut them down with ease
Begging me, saying please
I'm the king, they peas
Taking over like a breeze
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Keep me a rack like tennis
Lil boy, yeah, he a menace
Welcome to the state of Texas
Bitch get hit with the Lexus
Come on, now don't be jealous
Tie him up with a necklace

Yeah, y'all don't know bout me
I'm riding in six heat
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah