Each Other Lyrics

Boy I got rackies on rackies on top of each other

They bust out the motherfucking skinnies

It's hot as hell in the spot we got the bottles and thots

But my chain made the temperature chilly

D&G down to the socks I'm flooded with rocks

Bet I got yo hoe wetter than willie

You out her cuffing these hoes cool not me

Though man that shit make y'all niggas look silly

Boy I got bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches boy

I'm got em fucking each other

Chop get to spitting and spitting and spitting and spitting boy

You better duck when it stutter

Got bucks in the PJ I'm feeling like tucker

Glock bout to fuck you wont put on a rubber

Say that she love you don't trust her

She eat me like supper than lick that shit up like a sucker

I ain't loving no bitch I'm in and I'm out

If you broke better not let money come out your mouth

Niggas ducking and hiding won't come out the house

Hundred racks in the safe this not regular clout

How you broke selling weed why you asking to hold some

Ain't dividing the money boy I need the whole some

If you get out your body you get beat like you stole some

Why you asking me questions boy you must patrol some

Got yo bitch at my spot in the bed with no clothes on

T up off the Molly I'm sick nigga hold on

You ain't talking money my nigga just gone on

New wave I'm him boy I'm tryna get my roll on

Hundred rounds in this k I ain't tryna debate

Left his broke ass behind he couldn't keep up the pace

Ran it up this shit sweeter than candy and cake

Man these white diamonds frosted they looking like flakes

You dying alone and broke that's depressing

He must be a db why he keep tryna press me

Better off by myself man these hoes don't impress me

He must want a degree why he keep tryna test me

I hit yo bitch made her bust like piñatas

Then ghosted the bitch I ain't give her a dollar

My shooters pull up swinging dreads like Rastas

I'm a hot nigga she slurp me up like some pasta

I done spent blues on the coats like Indy

Fuck it I just want the cat like cincy

Wait I made her scream like Cindy

She ain't less than a dime I can't work with a penny

Damn back on my bull shit like Benny

Damn I walked in the mall blew a hemi

Heard ya hoe work the block like Jenny

Choking the money I need blue face benjis

Boy I got rackies on rackies on top of each other

they bust out the motherfucking skinnies

It's hot as hell in the spot we got the bottles and thots

But my chain made the temperature chilly

D&G down to the socks I'm flooded with rocks

Bet I got yo hoe wetter than willie

You out her cuffing these hoes cool not me

Though man that shit make y'all niggas look silly

Boy I got bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches

Boy I'm got em fucking each other

Chop get to spitting and spitting and spitting and spitting boy

You better duck when it stutter

Got bucks in the PJ I'm feeling like tucker

Glock bout to fuck you wont put on a rubber

Say that she love you don't trust her

She eat me like supper than lick that shit up like a sucker