Racks Over Worries (Special Version) Lyrics

We got bands we've been running up them racks

No, we don't sleep we don't know the word relax

Yeah I be so tired I've been running up a check (No rest)

We got twenties fifties hundreds, we got racks

He so itty bitty bitchy he got breasts (Say what)

He got money take his funds we want the rest (We takin' all your shit)

We got coupes fast like rockets its a jet

Hulk Hogan racks yeah you know we love to flex

I just gave some bands to my motherfuckin' bitch

And I just but some racks on the head of a snitch

A couple hundred racks could have you laying in a ditch

They gon love you when you gone or they gon love you when you rich

Rest in peace Risky, we got Rich Off Risks

Three hundred a line just to talk with a lisp

And I ain't know you long but, you know that you'll be missed

Its gon take a couple racks just to hear a nigga spit

Yeah I swear it is what it is

I use hundreds just to wipe away these tears

I remember only shopping at Sears

Now I swear to God this is my year

I want my bitch on a bed full of racks

Pop this for me cause I'm bout to relapse

Yeah these niggas be broke, I'm tired of the cap

I'm with Tso and the gang in the trap

So many racks and you know we can't count it

Dropped out of school now I make more than all my accountants

My bitch she wet like a fountain

Dive in her innards and then I start drowning

We got bands we've been running up them racks

No, we don't sleep we don't know the word relax

Yeah I be so tired I've been running up a check (No rest)

We got twenties fifties hundreds, we got racks

He so itty bitty bitchy he got breasts

He got money take his funds we want the rest

We got coupes fast like rockets its a jet

Hulk Hogan racks yeah you know we love to flex

Bitch I'm a money machine

Get you a jersey and come join the team

Run up these racks and sit back and just sip all this lean

I ain't gonna lie when it come to that money yeah you can just call me a feen

I can't wait till we living our dreams

And I'm matching my Rarri

Don't push my buttons, push to start it

My teachers thought I was retarded

Told my momma please stop do not worry

I'm ballin' so hard call me Curry

Clean my money cause it be so dirty

Fuck twelve the judge and the jury

Racks over worries (Racks over worries)

Run up a check better hurry (Run so run)

You better get them racks before you're buried

I asked God give me signs yeah lot of dollar signs

I would have a hundred pennies for every nigga dropping dimes

Pussy niggas snitchin' yeah that should be a crime

Spending all these racks that's how I'm spending all my time

And if racks control my life, is this life really mine?

And none of these shorties straight, for them bands these bitches bi

They'll sell their soul just like property

And I'll take my fam out of poverty (I hope that they proud of me)

We got bands we've been running up them racks

No, we don't sleep we don't know the word relax

Yeah I be so tired I've been running up a check (No rest)

We got twenties fifties hundreds, we got racks

He so itty bitty bitchy he got breasts

He got money take his funds we want the rest

We got coupes fast like rockets its a jet

Hulk Hogan racks yeah you know we love to flex