Got Them Racks On Me lyrics

[Intro]
*clears throat*
Blowin' through them racks, sheesh
Headin' to your ass, sheesh
You know where I'm at, sheesh (Cuh, cuh, cuh, cuh)
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
Look at me like "Hey b*tch, what did you say?"
Thinking that somebody campin' your weight
I be like "Get the f*ck out of my way"
Everybody wanna be an hatin' ass n*gga boy
Motherf*cka what you say I'ma smoke, I got the fourty to your face
Cause you are ricked to fed
Feds took offense

[Chorus]
Feds to your ass
Feds to the face
Feds to your ass
Feds to your face
Feds to your ass
Feds to your face
Feds to your ass

[Verse 2]
Countin all these racks cause you know I get em
Goin' back to mothef*ckin' L.A. b*tch
Goin' back to my f*ckin' homestate of city
I'ma be like yell at me grab all them titties, ayy
Couldn't be ayy, what is this sh*t
Open my house, get the f*ck out
Smellin' all them rats near my doorstep
Smellin' all them rats, n*gga f*ckin' dead
[Bridge]
You know how we do it gettin' all that loud
You know how we do it gettin' hella proud
You know how we do it killin' all them rats
You know how we say it and kill all them rats

[Outro]
Hatin' ass n*ggas are not welcome in my elegant palace b*tch
Elegant palace
Helly get paid yeah