Touch A Rack lyrics
by Eem Triplin
She touch a rack
Baby dont know how to act
f*ckin up money im f*ckin her back
Talk to me nice dont talk to me bad
She wanna cheat i ain't goin out sad
I talked to a demon inside of my head
Even my bro ask me why i be lookin like that
Im on my own sh*t
All of my sh*t i own it
Versace spectacles im blind to that broke sh*t
She wanna f*ck on me i do not notice
Talkin that bullsh*t u smell like colon
All of my dawgs they barkin n bite
Run down if u talkin on site
I dont move like the president
I walk like i dont give a f*ck about life
Walk with that gun on my side
If it gets cold
Then im going inside
Goin inside yea
She touch a rack
Baby dont know how to act
f*ckin up money im f*ckin her back
Talk to me nice dont talk to me bad
She wanna cheat i ain't goin out sad
Talked to a demon inside of my head
Even my bro ask me why i be lookin like that