Racer Lyrics

Bae I'm trying to feel on your butt

I'm trying to- (yeah)

Bae, bae, bae

I don't know why they hate

I don't know why they hate me

I'm just trying to get paid

I don't know why they hate

I'm trying to call you my bae

I'm trying to call you my bae

Yeah I know how to get pay

Yeah I know how to get paid

Racks came in I'm paid

I'm smoking za to my grave

I don't even know they hate

I'm just trying to get paid

Yeah, it's good. Life's great

Smoking za to the face

This hoe trying to get in my brain

I'm tatting my body like aang

I held in so much anger

You holding me down like a anchor

I got fye for a traitor

For the world I wouldn't trade her

I'm still gonna ball like lakers

We gon' still ball like-

We gon' still ball like a pacer

Yeah, I do it with speed like a racer

From my mind I can't erase her

That money a life changer

Me and Ben not no strangers

Get this money so I could leave earth

I'll stack my cheese then I'll leave earth

I gave this ho a lil teaser

She know I know how to treat her

Catch a opp- catch a opp put him on a t-shirt

I spilt drank all on t-shirt

I'm moving right life is my teacher

I'm sipping drank ain't need no teacher

I smoke a blunt ain't need no teacher

I'm getting farther and farther like reverb

I keep it pushing ain't doing no reverse

I bleached my locs I look like Bieber

I don't know if that ho thought I would need her

I'm running them racks I broke the meter

I know some niggas thought that I wouldn't be here

I'm off these drugs I think I need rehab

I need your love I'll never relapse

I'm gonna be up these memories gon' last

I remember that time you ain't have my back