tall racks ft. southsidesilhouette Lyrics

Racks, stackin' them tall, huh

Yeah I'm finna buy out the mall, huh

That bitch wanna suck on my balls, huh

I hit up my shooter, one call, huh

I ain't seeing shit, Ray Charles, huh

You go against me then you lost, huh

I was broke, I was shoppin' at Ross, huh

You talkin' that shit lil bro, yeah

Ima just say it's whatever

Racks, fallin', need an umbrella

Got a blonde bitch she look like cinderella

Got a lil bitch and she snortin' that Bella

No limit bags, I feel like the bank teller

I'm with Lil 10 when I go back to ella

She eat up the dick, she slurp like it's vanilla

I'm on the gas right now

I cannot talk to you baby, I'm high than a bitch

Jakes on my ass right now

I had to dump out the mag, almost caught with a switch

You can get glassed right now

Bitch I just want me the head, I don't talk to the bitch

Guap in my stash right now

Bitch, I fall out bout my racks, we ain't talk in a minute

That perc got me dreamin' so lucid

You play with my racks ima lose it

You cuff on that hoe is you stupid

Yeah bitch I'm a rebel, a nuisance

I'm in the UU and I'm movin'

In a srt and I'm cruisin'

Yeah I beat up your hoe, give her bruises

Yeah she suckin' the dick like she's toothless

Perc from Madagascar, yeah I move it

Racks, stackin' them tall, huh

Yeah I'm finna buy out the mall, huh

That bitch wanna suck on my balls, huh

I hit up my shooter, one call, huh

I ain't seeing shit, Ray Charles, huh

You go against me then you lost, huh

I was broke, I was shoppin' at Ross, huh

You talkin' that shit lil bro, yeah

Ima just say it's whatever

Racks, fallin', need an umbrella

Got a blonde bitch she look like cinderella

Got a lil bitch and she snortin' that Bella

No limit bags, I feel like the bank teller

I'm with Lil 10 when I go back to ella

She eat up the dick, she slurp like it's vanilla

I get geeked up, keep my feet up

And I'm smokin' on OG

See new people, nice to meet ya

But you really don't know me

Really I'm not in the mood

I'm too busy up makin' these moves

I want more money, not more bullshit

On a mission, got no time to waste

You can't fill in my shoes

If we trade the places, you can't hold up my plate

Had to sever my hand for some people

Cause they would just get in the way

Ima handle myself in the cake, like every day my birthday

Racks, stackin' them tall, huh

Yeah I'm finna buy out the mall, huh

That bitch wanna suck on my balls, huh

I hit up my shooter, one call, huh

I ain't seeing shit, Ray Charles, huh

You go against me then you lost, huh

I was broke, I was shoppin' at Ross, huh

You talkin' that shit lil bro, yeah

Ima just say it's whatever

Racks, fallin', need an umbrella

Got a blonde bitch she look like cinderella

Got a lil bitch and she snortin' that Bella

No limit bags, I feel like the bank teller

I'm with Lil 10 when I go back to ella

She eat up the dick, she slurp like it's vanilla