Lyrics Racks - Lil Grayski

Yeah
Racks
Racks
Racks in my bag how I step in this bitch
These hoes they tryna go dumb bout a bitch
Huh, these hoes ain't on shit
I'm boutta crash the whip
These hoes they mad bout shit
These rappers be on my dick

You bitches average, shit, on god
Lil hoe on the scene and she's covered in guys
Huh, these bitches be covered in lies
She got that, uh, but she not a vibe (slatt, slatt)
I got this shit, all up on me
I told that bitch, shawty come see
Shawty come see, I'm on the road
Shawty with me
I hit my jewelry (yeah)
Told him go fuck up my wrist (yeah, slatt, slatt)
Yeah, I don't even care about shooters
I'm tryna pop my shit, slime
Fuck out my face, I'm tryna get rich
Fuck with they saying, I'm popping my shit
Yeah, I went and fucked around with that bitch
Hoe she mad, yeah she mad we did shit

Yeah
Racks
Racks
Racks in my bag how I step in this bitch
These hoes they tryna go dumb bout a bitch
Huh, these hoes ain't on shit
I'm boutta crash the whip
These hoes they mad bout shit
These rappers be on my dick

Racks
Racks
Racks in my bag how I step in this bitch
These hoes they tryna go dumb
Huh, these hoes ain't on shit
These hoes they mad bout shit
These rappers be on my