Blue Racks lyrics

[Intro: CuhDeeJah]
Ay, Shawn2, let's f*ck it up one time

[Chorus: CuhDeeJah]
Blue racks, need a n*gga with a fast tax
Slap it on the racks, what I sh*t, clap back
Blue racks, blue racks, blue racks
Blue racks, blue racks, blue racks
Blue racks, need a n*gga with a fast tax
Slap it on the racks, what I sh*t, clap back
Blue racks, blue racks, blue racks
Blue racks, blue racks, blue racks

[Verse 1: CuhDeeJah]
25 and savage b*tches, Gucci on my ass (Ass)
Sliding through the city with a hundred thousand cash (Cash)
She flexin' as designer, but you bought that sh*t at Ross (Ross)
Tryna f*ck with me, you know it's really gon' cost (Ha)
All the n*ggas want me 'cause I real, I got the sauce
I don't want the f*ckin' work, I want the motherf*ckin' boss
Settin' on your b*tch, I wanna f*ck me too
I call it big time and haters call it brand nеw
The blacker the bеrry, they say the sweeter the juice
I wanna be the remmy to my man, phat puss
Been a boss, b*tches, I was slayin' and we need it
I'm steppin' on your next b*tches, better believe
The hottest in my city, I don't gotta fight
I'm catchin' fake, I'm catchin' first class fight
Bomb face like party, flexing racks like say
I'm cultured diamonds drippin' while your b*tch is still in debt
Plottin' on me, hoe, that's some you gon' regret
I'ma bag chasing princess every season
I'ma vet, big C's, gossin
I know you see it on my neck
To beef with me hoe, you need to run a check
Run it up, run it up, you hoes made lame
Beefin' with a boss b*tch, you got zero game
My daddy make a couple million a month
You think I'm finna settle for a chump (Nah)
[Chorus: CuhDeeJah]
Blue racks, need a n*gga with a fast tax
Slap it on the racks, what I sh*t, clap back
Blue racks, blue racks, blue racks
Blue racks, blue racks, blue racks
Blue racks, need a n*gga with a fast tax
Slap it on the racks, what I sh*t, clap back
Blue racks, blue racks, blue racks
Blue racks, blue racks, blue racks

[Verse 2: Blueface]
Blueface, baby, yeah, aight, blue racks in a duffle
I ain't never ever been single, always kept me a couple
I just put a b*tch on my list and keep it in shuffle
I don't wanna f*ck if I can't know what I'm moving the most
Been have emotion, yeah, aight, b*tch, I'm slippery like lotion
A n*gga think he cracked the b*tch that I was just closing
sh*t get out of hand up the thing, we rockin' and rollin'
I ain't never ever pulled it out and the b*tch wasn't chokin'
I ain't never ever left the club and the b*tch wasn't goin'
I ain't never ever up the thang and the b*tch wasn't blowin'
I don't kiss until I don't know nothin'
That's all that they knowin' (Ooh)
Gettin' on my nerves, it's all that you doin'
Spoon
I just can't hear the fork, I ain't coming to spoon
I don't wanna talk, turn around and show me the moon
I don't wanna hear what you could do, b*tch show me the room
Boom
Now you stuck and don't know what to do
[Chorus: CuhDeeJah]
Blue racks, need a n*gga with a fast tax
Slap it on the racks, what I sh*t, clap back
Blue racks, blue racks, blue racks
Blue racks, blue racks, blue racks
Blue racks, need a n*gga with a fast tax
Slap it on the racks, what I sh*t, clap back
Blue racks, blue racks, blue racks
Blue racks, blue racks, blue racks
Oooh, oooh
Blue racks, blue racks, blue racks
Blue racks, blue racks, blue racks
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