Real Racks lyrics

[Verse 1]
Backdoor, give a f*ck 'bout a entrance
These n*ggas still [?]
Kill a n*gga then I fly out to Texas
New hoes, give a f*ck 'bout my exes
The worst way [?]
AR, I been feeding him [?]
Stick on me and this sh*t fully auto
Gang with me, n*gga, and we on go
If I catch a opp, he better get low
Shoot in the club, the blood on the floor
[?] poured up a four
Rap n*gga so we shoot up his shows
Bad b*tch on my di*k she gon' blow
In the trap, got the pack for the low

[Verse 2]
[?] with a stick
You ain't a trap n*gga, you a b*tch
n*gga talk down, he gettin' split
Run off and hit 'cause he a lick
Killin' his brother 'cause he a b*tch
Shot in his face, n*gga, not a [?]
b*tch, and I got real racks, all your money counterfeit
Sad [?]
AR get to shootin', no stoppin'
Free my brothеrs out the cell 'cause thеy locked in
Shoot his mouth 'cause I heard he was talking
Leg shooter 'cause I heard that he walking
Late night, find a opp then I stalk 'em
[?] b*tch n*gga on the 'Gram then I block you
[Outro]
b*tch