Thigh Pads lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Fi (Doot-doot-doot-doot)
Hah, uh
Stoner, stoner
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Everytime I wear the skinny jeans, I got the thigh pads (Pads, racks, woo)
I never thought that I would have more money than my dad
My b*tch, she know that I ain't sh*t, but she will need my cash (Racks)
My b*tch, she know that I hate sh*t, but she won't need your cappin' (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot, pfft)
Bee (Woo)
Racks

[Verse 2]
Racks on my opps head, they know [?] first, so they throw in a treaty (Yeah)
Tattoos, that's all on my body, it's only one piece; so this sh*t a graffiti (Yeah)
I never signed on no paper that got nothin' to do with no racks, no me (Racks)
I signed a paper that look like Chanel Socrates, this sh*t, it came with a CC (Racks)
She met my di*k with a twice of the size, so that b*tch she suck on my di-di (Racks)
I know a lot of n*ggas that met A$AP Rocky, had a baby with RiRi (What?)
b*tch, I'm the man in my town and I'm runnin' the girl in the city like JT (Woo)
All these rocks (Racks), all on my neck, I feel like Elliot and JAY-Z (Uh)
Got a old cougar b*tch, I just be pleading to her, just like, "Please don't molest me"
Ghetto b*tch, I should go gettin' bands, I feel like her name is Katie (Yeah)
What is your radius?
Can't hold down no hoe, I ain't savin' sh*t
Don't f*ck wit' rap n*ggas, don't play your sh*t (Facts)
Well, I'm at a real n*gga radius
My b*tch, she a diamond and she ate the di*k
Think I'm a god, she a atheist
Her ass fat and jawline would be [?] pocket [?] my Polly, put molly right into my cheek (Rack)
I want the racks, racks with the strings, this not attached (Attached)
Yeah, I want the RAF
Balenciaga, black pair, wit' the stacks (Stacks)
Yeah, runnin' this trap, rundown lil' n*gga, I'm runnin' them laps (What?)
[Break]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Verse 3]
Pull up wit' Vert, wit' a Chevy (Skrrt)
"He got some nice style, and a sexy lady"
I don't wear BAPE, I wear Human Made; I could just see he got b*tch n*gga made in him
I got on Akiko, the boot with the double strap; no, this is not no Palladium
n*gga talk sh*t like he take a knee, then don't believe it when my n*gga taken him
In life you know that I roll the dice, so when I'm on the block, know that I'm shavin' some (What?)
I'm on an angle, got cable or somethin'?
Balenciaga past a raving or somethin'
Since a Teen Titan, ayy, Raven comin'?
b*tch tell me I am a Beast Boy
Lambo' seats, shake off the sand
That mean that I am beach boy (What?)
b*tch, I'm the Birdman, GTV
I told that bih' from the first day, Symerey (Shee, shee)
I'm in America's Marietta, man I just-, blatt, Bloody Mary (Blatt)
I'm off a Percocet, move like a snail (Woo)
My name Gary (Yeah)

[Outro]
Ya dig
Bleed
[?]
Woo (Woo, woo, woo, woo)