Raxx Lyrics

We got the hammers and the glocks, we'll do it to ya

We headed to your spot to chop and screw ya

We comin' for your top, yeah, your whole medulla

And if you try kick doe will, please don't get attached

The monkey on my back

Addicted to these stacks

Addicted to these racks

My ice, my drip, I match, try the gang, we attack

We don't know how to act, tell yo bitch hit me back woah!

Aye three hundred k

I spend it right in ya face

Eating the grape off a plate

Pull up in cranberry wraith

No, I don't do dates

Wait, what that boy say?

He won't say it to my face

Counting up hundreds all day (all day)

Aye wait,

Pull out the racks in yo face

Eat it up cranberry cake

Gotta mayback it's not even may

I'm not movin if I don't get paid (money)

Wait, Racks in the bag

I'm ballin you haters sad

I got the swag from my dad

I do not ever wear plaid

Pull up in cranberry jag

I got the sauce in my bag

I got the juice and the swag

Skrr I'm gone my bad

I got the drink in my hand

I got em doing the dance

I got the bands in my pants

We got the hammers and the glocks, we'll do it to ya

We headed to your spot to chop and screw ya

We comin' for your top, yeah, your whole medulla

And if you try kick doe will, please don't get attached

The monkey on my back

Addicted to these stacks

Addicted to these racks

My ice, my drip, I match, try the gang, we attack

We don't know how to act, tell yo bitch hit me back woah!