Face It ft. Dirty Tay Lyrics

I bring them racks to the table like yeah

I made a straight girl face her fear

I put them diamonds in my neck an my ears

I made a good girl face her fears

I made a good girl face her fears

Yea yeah

Yeah

Yea yeah

I bring dem racks to the table like yeah

I made a good girl face her fears

She was sitting in a Benz when she cried dem tears

All these racks in we can sit back for years

I been drankin Tuss still coming out the seal

I been on the drugs and I can't even feel

Nahl real talk I can't take these boys for real

Canada Dry pink when I go and crack the seal

The glock came plastic but the K came steel

We stack the money high man we going for the Mills

I fuck the bitch one time just for a thrill

I went designer print nigga Burberry Bill

The money going over yeah spill

I ain't touch shit nigga thats how I feel

If I say its dead then a nigga get killed

I'm going numb I'm off the pills

Ain going for nothing nawl for real

Been having lean leave a big oil spill

Got a hoe in Gwinnett get the pints at the crib

Free my brother City he had racks before jail

He just went an did his bid he ain't never go an tell

I make a drive wit da bags im scared of the mail

Pillowcase on the drac just to hold the shells

Im the type nigga serve a nigga with no scale

Im running shit for real ima cop me a presi

Im the gift from God hoe dont miss yo blessing

Hoe didnt give up that pussy

Now that hoe out here stressing

If I hear a nigga dissing ima catchem and stretchem

You can have money we gone still buss yo ass

You be with him you yean gone get no pass

I dont like the bitch face I just like her for her ass

They know I got bags but i'll rather sell glass

I buy it soft and my daddy make it glass

Look at me turnt im ahead of my class

I keep me a blicky I aint trying to go out sad

Glizzy with the dick slap the boy he a fag

My bros gang bangin they dont wear no flags

I drive dodge I dont drive no jag

Hit track in the Cat bitch you know im going fast

They hate me now they'll love to see me past

If my boxers was Amiri ill love to show my ass

I dont stop at redlights cause I always drive fast

All my cars came foreign 200 on the dash

Havin way too much motion caint go out sad

Wake up every morning go get a big bag

Speed it up on the adderall shit get fast

Nigga aint buying ten we aint serving no bags

We aint serving these niggas no bags

I bring them racks to the table like yeah

I made a good girl face her fears

She was sitting in a Benz when she cried dem tears

All these racks in we can sit back for years

I been drankin Tuss still coming out the seal

I been on the drugs and I caint even feel

Nahl real talk I caint take these boys for real