Rap n*gga lyrics

[Intro]
(Don, you made this?)
(Damn, Fat Jordan)

[Chorus: RackUpRack]
Don't give that boy your pole, he'll let a n*gga take it from him
n*ggas get on and switch up, n*ggas fake for money
I wish a rap n*gga
I wish a rap n*gga'd try and stunt on me so I can take his money

[Verse 1: RackUpRack]
I heard
I heard he ain't have a gun, you had a gun when he robbed you
You gave him everything you had, I would've popped dude
You could pull up, see how I'm livin', and shop too
A Rack verse worth a 'bow and a brick of puppy chow
Plus bro got the 'bows and Trey got the puppies out
I'm Asian in the trap, broke n*gga, hurry up and buy
What, you f*ckin' or leavin'? That's it, don't waste my time
You rap n*ggas call anybody brother when you petrified
I know n*ggas don't really f*ck with me, you ain't gotta liе
Growin' up, I watched my uncles rip a n*gga pockets up
I took mеds as a kid, I ain't got it all
Now I'm most turnt, I think I need an Eggroll feature
My Asian b*tch don't want no spring rolls, she an eggroll eater
Took her to the spot, rocked out in her mouth, I'm a head banger
I got a fat b*tch that like to eat di*k, man, her head dangerous
Go act tough on the internet for likes, you could be dead famous
Put a b*tch on you with ass, you would be dead 'cause her thang thangin'
Broke n*gga tryna act rich, we know you barely maintainin'
Why you cuff a runner? She let all my n*ggas gangbang
[Chorus: RackUpRack & Babyfxce E]
Don't give that boy your pole, he'll let a n*gga take it from him
n*ggas get on and switch up, n*ggas fake for money
I wish a rap n*gga
I wish a rap n*gga'd try and stunt on me so I can take his money (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Babyfxce E]
How the f*ck you go'n and hit the road and ain't makin' nothin'?
Scat hood look 3D because the shaker on it
Huh, turn a b*tch up, spend that paper on her
Told her, "Keep actin' right, I'll put a baby on you"
Keep shootin' the Glock in the backyard, got the neighbors fussin'
The ARP got a guard on it, this a taper cutter
I don't know where it come from, I just make the money
I'm finna pour this pint up, bro, shake this for me
I just poured a five in a pop
I'm tryna break sh*t, she keep ridin' on the top
n*ggas don't like me, so I'm ridin' with the Glock
Bro, I get it from my pops, I'll hide it in my sock
Yeah, I keep my b*tch nails did
Bond No. 9, you don't know what the smell is
Stay dangerous, man, that's what I gotta tell kids
Flip a n*gga whip, makin' it a tail end
Make a n*gga head spin

[Chorus: RackUpRack]
Don't give that boy your pole, he'll let a n*gga take it from him
n*ggas get on and switch up, n*ggas fake for money
I wish a rap n*gga
I wish a rap n*gga'd try and stunt on me so I can take his money
Don't give that boy your pole, he'll let a n*gga take it from him
n*ggas get on and switch up, n*ggas fake for money
I wish a rap n*gga
I wish a rap n*gga'd try and stunt on me so I can take his money