Racks ft. Kap G Lyrics

I got racks in the safe

Hundred thousand everyday

Yeah they always looking at me cuz they know ya boy paid

I got liquor in my cup I ain't sipping lemonade

And I'm all about the mula bitch I'm all about the pay

I got shooters on deck, they all about to spray

Boy don't push a fuck button I suggest you go away

We ain't coming for your body yeah we aim it at yo brain

I don't ever trust a opp so murder had to be the case

Yeah bitch I'm back and I ain't ever gon stop

I was made for this shit so I'm headed to the top

I don't really fuck with police I don't really fuck with opps

When they see me going up they better be ready to drop

And I got it on me

I put that on my team

And I'm way too big to say that I'm low key

Ballin like I'm Curry counting up 3 rings

Now everybody acting like they really know me

Like they really know me

Man y'all really police

Every time I catch them watching they be tryna clone me

How you acting like my dawg but you really phony

Quit the talk behind my back man you know how hoes be

I had to get up, stay down, stack the paper

You tryna buy designer man I'm tryna buy acres

A lot of baddies with me I ain't really gotta say much

She give me good brain had to give the bitch a A plus

They tell me be humble but I'm tired of that

See we always sliding first so we ain't sliding back

Every verse I do I leave it in a body bag

I got too much heart, I love too hard, that's cardiac

You see I switch my flows the way I switch my clothes

I got the bust down watch I got it dipped in Rose

Man you ain't getting no dough

Man you ain't reached no goals

Imma just sip this Rose while I tip 4 fours

I got racks in the safe

Hundred thousand everyday

Yeah they always looking at me cuz they know ya boy paid

I got liquor in my cup I ain't sipping lemonade

And I'm all about the mula bitch I'm all about the pay

I got shooters on deck, they all about to spray

Boy don't push a fuck button I suggest you go away

We ain't coming for your body yeah we aim it at yo brain

I don't ever trust a opp so murder had to be the case

I got racks in the safe

Hundred thousand everyday

Yeah they always looking at me cuz they know ya boy paid

I got liquor in my cup I ain't sipping lemonade

And I'm all about the mula bitch I'm all about the pay

I got shooters on deck, they all about to spray

Boy don't push a fuck button I suggest you go away

We ain't coming for your body yeah we aim it at yo brain

I don't ever trust a opp so murder had to be the case