Thrax lyrics

[Chorus]
I'm way too geeked
I'm way too smacked
I might just beat your main b*tch back
I'm just eighteen and makin' racks (Hey, where's Rolo?)
At a young age, who could f*ck with that?
Run through 40k, I know it's comin' back
Money work for a n*gga, got it runnin' laps like it's track
I'm with my partner, we smoking thrax

[Verse]
I'm way too geeked
I'm way too smacked
I don't talk much when off that pack
I walk on the beat, just like Fashion Week, with a Louis bag
I walk in that b*tch, they like "Who is he, who is that?", me
In the back, with the piece
Leave her in the past, history
In the S-Class, yeah, the beam
And my b*tch bad, make her scream
n*ggas took a nap on the dream
Now they in the trap with the fiеnd
Pull up to Neimans, they proud of me (Proud of mе)
b*tches tellin' me they proud of me (Proud of me)
f*ck that, Columbia signed to me (Signed to me)
I'm the coolest 'cause I gotta be (I gotta be)
I'm the greatest 'cause I gotta be (I gotta be)
I gotta be
Who else gon' do it?
Truck full of sl*ts and the bus gon' move it
On the tour bus with a sl*t goin' stupid
Bad kids gettin' rich, b*tch, we ruthless
This stick can [?] size medulas
Lil' b*tch want di*k, go FaceTime, let's do this
[Chorus]
I'm way too geeked
I'm way too smacked
I might just beat your main b*tch back
I'm just eighteen and makin' racks (Hey, where's Rolo?)
At a young age, who could f*ck with that?
Run through 40k, I know it's comin' back
Money work for a n*gga, got it runnin' laps like it's track
I'm with my partner, we smokin'—
I'm with my partner, we smoking thrax (Thrax, thrax, thrax, thrax)
I'm with my partner, we smoking—