Clean Racks ft. CeeJay Lyrics

Let's go

Yeah

Clean rackz clean rackz on me

Still stuck up doing both hit my line for what ever you need

Let's go

Yeah in my zone

Clean racks clean racks on me

Still stuck up doing both hit my line for what ever you need

We got drugs we got plugs bro signed to the streets

There was times I was dying on me

Why you relying on me?

Don't feel sorry for me

Cause every time I was down you weren't around you weren't acknowledging me

Don't make time for me yeah

Ain't nobody take my shine from me

Brothers in the streets take your shine for free

Lie with me

Yeah she wanna lie with me

Every time I'm feeling up she wanna ride with me

Ten bad hoes they all admire me

Got her screaming high notes she singing like a choir b

Sold a couple packs you think your real you can't ride with me

Brodie running county lines the devil signing deals I won't accept

I feel like it's just safer on my lap

When I'm the stu I got the mac and I ain't talking bout no strap

The same way you gon' get it you gon' loose it

Back stabbing bitch shot Cupid in the head I hit him up

Reload after reload would've thought I had a gun

I'm just eating steak and lobster while I'm chilling in the shard

Yeah I'm killing in the rear while she moaning in my ear I make these bitches sign a nda I fuck it make her tap out

Blow another bag now

Nittys in the trap house

I be serving cane swerving jakes in my bag now

Pain really changed me I admit that

Had to get these bands I was focused on the get back

Minimum wage was the reason why I flipped packs

Criminal ways I just flip it then I sit back

And I sit back when I write a verse

But that'll make you stand up

How you sending shots for me you better keep your strap tucked

Bar for bar I'm punching by the hook your getting banged up

Or real life at the bar we'll have a punch up you'll get banged up

She got picked up in a foreign

But she's leaving on a cab one

Pushing weight all year cause I'm just tryna get these packs gone

Sing my old songs

I've been getting oz gone

Had to go and re-up on plant

I had to crop some

I be with some goats tryna flock some

With a couple birds I'm tryna cock one

All of them are watching on a clock one

There playing with there paws on a stop one

Coming through the doors that were locked once took my shots pop gun

Clean racks clean racks on me

Still stuck up doing both hit my line for what ever you need

We got drugs we got plugs bro signed to the streets

There was times I was dying on me

Why you relying on me?

Don't feel sorry for me

Cause every time I was down you weren't around you weren't acknowledging me

Don't make time for me yeah

Ain't nobody take my shine from me

Brothers in the streets take your shine for free

I was shottin drugs before I ever saw the clean cash

Bruddahs wanna chat, I'm setting pace like a speed cam

Gibz is doing 80 in a 30

The corners always clean but we're still high as fuck

We love to hit the curb g

Balling in the streets but this ain't curby

Hands are getting dirty

Golf flow I'm going to the club I need a birdie

City boy I gotta bring a chick in for the jerky

Nuttin like a Wings and chips sipping on a rio like I'm ferdi

And that's the humble side of me

Fuck a main meal I got my side with me

Running up a mill and that's a target that's in sight for me

I swear my pen is pricey that's why nobody is signing me

Real talk man it's priceless

Know I'm getting richer I've been looking at the price less

Team full of men coz I've been chilling with the mice less

I be with some bosses talking where we're gonna fly next

Taes been at the airport doing shifts you wouldn't dream of doing,

Tryna comprehend the cappers lines I'm always reading through it

I don't speak the truth

I hit the stu and play my tune I let the speakers do it

I'm in the same place but you can see the movement

I'm on a smoke food and hit the booth flex

Nobody can beat me on a beat that ain't a new flex

Beat a chick and block the number I be saying who's this

Moving like the whip I'm dreaming of I swear I'm ruthless

Clean racks clean racks on me

Still stuck up doing both hit my line for what ever you need

We got drugs we got plugs bro signed to the streets

There was times I was dying on me

Why you relying on me?

Don't feel sorry for me

Cause every time I was down you weren't around you weren't acknowledging me

Don't make time for me yeah

Ain't nobody take my shine from me

Brothers in the streets take your shine for free