ROUND RACKS Lyrics

I been lost for a minute but you know I had to bounce back

They be tryna map out exactly where I was found at

I done made so much like how the fuck I'm supposed to count that

Everybody in my circle making money call that round racks

Call that round racks

I done made so much like how the fuck I'm supposed count that

Everybody in my circle making money call that round racks

She don't want diamonds so I bought her some crystals

Dime piece on my side got her etched into my pistol

Getting drunk on the tour bus my driver Ms. Frizzle

Know that I got linked up I'm feeling so official

I don't do the talking boy you might just regret it

We are not the same put my wallet in margielas

New girl so pretty and my old bitch so jealous

Ain't even call you out why you acting so offended ?

We gon have a problem if you step on my ones

I rock hard don't intend for a pun

Don't fuck with (redacted) he toting a gun

Shoot for the moon but I land in the sun

I been a star this isn't a shock

Get into my car that shit isn't locked

Ride round town like my road isn't blocked

Clothing I rock this shit ain't in stock

Feelin like I made it

Too high pupils dilated

New shit do not faze me

Really hate to say it

Ya'll really not A-list

Ain't nobody wanna say it

Put that on my baby

Know I'm getting paid this year

I been lost for a minute but you know I had to bounce back

They be tryna map out exactly where I was found at

I done made so much like how the fuck I'm supposed to count that

Everybody in my circle making money call that round racks

Call that round racks

Call that round racks

I done made so much like how the fuck I'm supposed count that

Everybody in my circle making money call that round racks