Lyrics Backrub - Lil Tracy

I got my racks up (got my racks up)
I let ′em' stack up (let ′em stack up)
Double C's on my sheets, that's expensive sleep (woo)
I′m in a bathtub (in a bathtub)
I′m gettin' a back rub (gettin′ a back rub)
Okay, my house big as hell, I don't even gotta leave
Walked out the bank, then I jumped right in a Porsche (skrrt)
These niggas hate, it just make me feel important (feel important)
Stop blowing up my phone when I′m recording (recording)
I might go and block your ass, DeAndre Jordan (no cap)
I got cheese like a pizza, man (let's go)
Used to have no fucking pillow, had to use my hands (no cap)
I got some niggas in the field like they on the Rams (yeah)
I might throw them boys some bands, they gon′ sack your mans
(Yeah, yeah)
Dead presi's in my room, I got a haunted house (got a haunted house)
I got into it with my bitch and then we fucked it out (okay)
I got a home studio, I don't leave the house (okay)
Unless you puttin′ twenty racks inside my bank account
Hey, Iano on the beat, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Got Versace on my feet, yeah, watch yo′ step (watch yo' step)
I got VV′s on my teeth, they wet, wet (wet, wet)
She hop right on the D, she get wet, wet (wet, wet)
Your bitch need gas in the tank, you can't afford it
My bitch asked me for a bag, and I said, "Baby, of course"
Custom jeans on my ass, you can′t find these in the stores
Throw your mixtape in the trash, boy, you need to stop recording
I swear all I do is laugh when these niggas talking shit
'Cause he sitting on his ass while I′m really getting rich
And these bitches really trash, suckin' any nigga dick
I could have two condoms on, this bitch is still not getting hit
She still not getting hit, uh, uh
I could have two condoms on, this bitch is still not getting hit
Let's go (let′s go)
Walked out the bank, then I jumped right in a Porsche (skrrt)
These niggas hate, it just make me feel important (feel important)
Stop blowing up my phone when I′m recording (recording)
I might go and block your ass, DeAndre Jordan (no cap)
I got cheese like a pizza, man (let's go)
Used to have no fucking pillow, had to use my hands (no cap)
I got some niggas in the field like they on the Rams (yeah)
I might throw them boys some bands, they gon′ sack your mans
(Yeah, yeah)