New Racks lyrics

[Intro]
Got some new racks, finna do my dance
Got some new racks, finna do my dance
She a freak b*tch, suck di*k with no hands
(Chai)
Do my dance, uh, uh, uh

[Chorus]
Got some new racks, finna do my dance
Still sipping Wock', we don't do no Xans
Free Rah, he living good in the can
So many opps seen me and they ran
You said it's up? Better up it and blam
That b*tch a thot, sucking di*k with no hands
This good 41, it got me in a trance

[Verse]
This year, had lost too many of my mans
RIP Jaylin, sh*t had me like damn
My n*ggas stacking up SBA grants
Don't even try to rob me, gon' be missing your mans
Everyday when I wake up, I get straight to the bands
Everyday it's something new
Please do not f*ck up my mood
Need space, you gotta move
Weed taste like a Hi-Chеw
b*tch I like my money blue
You gotta lеave out the room
'Member them days up in school, ooh
I was dead broke in homeroom
I came a long way from selling them P's
I came a long way from selling them P's
I get the bag 'cause I'm fat, gotta eat
I might go drop a whole bag on some feets
Your b*tch gon' come suck me up, yeah like Capri
I'm smoking this 41, not no GG
Never gon' see the blunt so you could leave
It's Wock' in my cup, so it's never no tea
[Chorus]
Got some new racks, finna do my dance
Still sipping Wock', we don't do no Xans
Free Rah, he living good in the can
So many opps seen me and they ran
You said it's up? Better up it and blam
That b*tch a thot, sucking di*k with no hands
This good 41, it got me in a trance
Got some new racks, finna do my dance
Still sipping Wock', we don't do no Xans
Free Rah, he living good in the can
So many opps seen me and they ran
You said it's up? Better up it and blam
That b*tch a thot, sucking di*k with no hands
This good 41, it got me in a trance

[Post-Chorus]
(It's not about profit)
Try to rob me, n*gga stop it
I got my rocket
We baking sh*t like Hot Pockets
n*ggas be scheming and hating and plotting
No I don't scam but I'm making deposits
We having drank like it come out the faucet
If you ain't hear sh*t from me, then it's gossip
I do not care if it's not about profit
Try to rob me, n*gga stop it
I got my rocket
We baking sh*t like Hot Pockets
n*ggas be scheming and hating and plotting
No I don't scam but I'm making deposits
We having drank like it come out the faucet
If you ain't hear sh*t from me, then it's gossip