Racks in the Face Lyrics

Up in the grass, I had mud on my J's

Young nigga balling, got racks in the face

Down to my lowest, I went through that phase

It's only me, I cannot be replaced

I got that shit on my body, it's all in my blood and my heart flowin' out through my veins

I cannot change it for nothing, I'm stickin right side with the gang and I'm stuck in my ways

I'm pouring up in a pineapple crush

Taking my time with this shit, I don't rush

I take her shopping cash out at the lush

Making a wave like I stay with a brush

I'ma stack my chips

They don't got this drip

I love how she drop that shit

Gotta keep that stick, keep that sick

They gon die if they play

Don't like niggas, they hate

We got Glocks and AKs

All my niggas, they spray

Straight outta heaven was sent to me

Gotta thank God, he keep blessing me

Gotta stay down with it mentally

Niggas can't copy the recipe

Up in the grass, I had mud on my J's

Young nigga balling, got racks in the face

Down to my lowest, I went through that phase

It's only me, I cannot be replaced

I got that shit on my body, it's all in my blood and my heart flowin' out through my veins

I cannot change it for nothing, I'm stickin right side with the gang and I'm stuck in my ways

Tryna find myself when I'm out on the road

I know that I can do it, I been through this shit before

Oh, I can't change, no

High in the sky, but I stay low

Mixin' all white with the fazoz

Fuck with me, you can get rained on

Off that Codeine, leaning sideways

Speeding on the highway

Get money the fly way

Doing this shit my way

Unbothered nigga, ain't worried bout a thing

I'm going crazy like I popped a bean

Really don't care what these niggas gon think

Bad as the fuck, and she all in my dreams

Niggas say that he be riding with demons

Get them demons slayed

She clean as fuck and she cleaning me up

But no, she not a maid

Money routes, take em, that's where I be goin

This shit get me paid

Contract with this shit, I stay with my team

No, I can't get a trade

They gon die if they play

Don't like niggas, they hate

We got Glocks and AKs

All my niggas, they spray

Straight outta heaven was sent to me

Gotta thank God, he keep blessing me

Gotta stay down with it mentally

Niggas can't copy the recipe

Up in the grass, I had mud on my J's

Young nigga balling, got racks in the face

Down to my lowest, I went through that phase

It's only me, I cannot be replaced

I got that shit on my body, it's all in my blood and my heart flowin' out through my veins

I cannot change it for nothing, I'm stickin right side with the gang and I'm stuck in my ways