5 Rackz lyrics

[Verse]
Went to sleep with zero
Woke up to five racks
(1919) Please don’t play with gang, b*tch, yo' ass will get slapped
We just got his drop, he ain’t know he was getting tracked
He was tryna flex, but he ain’t know I was big ‘Tect
Rocking all this goyard while I feel like Famous Dex
n*ggas know that I’m a tryhard, I ball hard like Ron Artest
I’m all in her mouth, like some toothpaste, like some Crest
I ain’t see them boys outside, damn, they know that they was blessed
Ball hog on my stomach, I got sores on my chest
I’m so tatted up
I’m so tatted up, feel just like Lil Wayne
I think my glizzy like Chief Keef, this bih’ keep going “Bang”
I know n*ggas mad at me, I keep switching lanes
I got b*tches mad at me, cause I forgot they name
Sorry bih’, forgot your name
Fly as f*ck, just like a plane
High as f*ck, I smoke some gas, propane
This sh*t keep me sane
[?] when she pull my pants down, this sh*t not no Hanes
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You f*cked up bringing yo' b*tch around me, yeah, and now she gang
I keep nodding off in traffic, she think imma' flip the rain
Twin Glocks came with no attachments
Man, f*ck that sh*t, b*tch we got aim
Like hoe stop playing
Heard yo' boyfriend broke, you f*cking wit' a lame
Walk in with 'Tect inside the function like I'm trying fix the scene
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You a damn opp
I'm starting to think my Glocks is twins, they got the same pop
Try to play with them ballhogs, see how it pan out
We got bands, yuh, never hand our hands out
(1919)
Why you think you tough, n*gga you don't stand out
We hit the field, we swinging sticks like we in the sandlot
Like some brand new Jordan's, out yo crib we camp out
Walk in with them racks and I bring all them tramps out
We heard you was talking hot, we left you fanned out
Just met yo' hoe, she damn near fanned out
Twin tryna' catch a head just like a fan in the damn crowd
You was hating back then, saying they my man's now