Rackaids

BrentRambo

Ain't going out sad, man, I'm too damn happy
You said pull up on you, man, just pull up on me
I got all these damn rackaids, let's go shopping today
About my gang, I don't play
Put them hundreds in your face
In that bitch so let's race
Snoop Dogg, smoke weed every day
That's your ho, your bae
Two times two, yeah, that's where I stay
Runnin' from 12, gotta get away
Trap too hard, check my resume
I'm a young ass kid, just made thirty K
Flex up a ton, no debate
Shut the fuck up, nigga, you not gettin' paid
Finna ride on the Southside when it's late (Go, go)
You gotta go to the laundromat just to wash your fucking clothes
And I'ma miss them days when I was pourin' up a four
You can't call yourself a trap lord if you don't trap, nigga, twenty-four
I walk up in the projects, I knock right on the door
Bankroll, too many Os
Every day in the trap, we not closed
You broke as fuck, where the fuck is your clothes?
Bad lil' bitch and I got her a rose
Pushin' to start it
Bands on the carpet
I'm right in this mansion, you in them apartments
Your bitch slow, man, she acting retarded
Pushin' to start it
Bands on the carpet
I'm right in this mansion, you in them apartments
Your bitch slow, man, she acting retarded