Rackz Out Lyrics

Yea cash out

Yea cash out

We got them racks in racks in we got them racks out

And we got them packs in packs in we got them packs now

And we got the bricks yea for the low this ain't no free-throw

These niggas claiming that they gang but they ain't kin folk

I got a white bitch giving brain and yea she deep throat

And I ain't never playing no games yea these bitches fucking for fame

Forever long live cousin Maine swear to god I'm gon go insane yea

We was four deep yea we was beating up the street

Cold as fuck no heat yea we was just trying to feast

Like Mike Tyson imma beast

Mike Tyson imma champ got a hood bitch from Old Nat and she went to the hamp

Sell a ten bag for two five then I went and double back

Yall niggas sleeping on me yea y'all taking yall a nap

But we gon slide in the whip yea we gon go and take a trip

On opp block it was ten o'clock and we had to do a fucking split

But I'm faded I'm faded I wanted the cheese and I made it

I wanted to be the greatest ill send a blitz out like Saban

Aint cuffing no hoe I ain't saving ain't cuffing no hoe ain't going

I'm in the game and I'm scoring no cap this stolo a foreign

No cap this stolo a Glock got hella whips like pops

Free Toulie lock down lock can't wait until they send the drop yea

Can't wait to send the low yea

We gon spray and let them know

Yea cash out

Yea cash out

We got them racks in racks in we got them racks out

And we got them packs in packs in we got them packs now

And we got the bricks yea for the low this ain't no free-throw

These niggas claiming that they gang but they ain't kin folk

I got a white bitch giving brain and yea she deep throat

And I ain't never playing no games yea these bitches fucking for fame

Forever long live cousin Maine swear to god I'm gon go insane yea