100 Racks feat. Playboi Carti

歌詞

My first hunnit racks (Hunnits) I blew it by the rack (Blew it) Then I took off the hat (Hat) Had to Dior the bag (Dior) No books, this a mag Shoot it up, fuck a badge I was down to my last I remember my past (Woo) Put it up, got packs in the house (Bando) Get slapped with a stack watch your mouth These hoes get passed (Pew pew) Get slapped with the racks to the mouth Wit' them racks you get slapped (Slapped) And this bitch want my mans 'Bout to play with these bands (Play with them) 'Bout to play with these bands You can't come to the land Got that bitch in my hand That muhfucka' gon' dance That muhfucka' gon' dance, yeah Livin' gone like Xan' We been gone like Xan' We not kickin' shit No, we not friends But I set these trends (Trends) Put a bitch in the Benz Dirty money got cleansed (Cleansed) Diamonds jumpin' out the gym She invite her friends (Friends) They my type, all tens And my drip European (Drip), I done put diamonds on my lens (Woo) My first hunnit racks (Hunnits) I blew it by the rack (Blew it) Then I took off the hat (Hat) Had to Dior the bag (Dior) No books, this a mag Shoot it up, fuck a badge I was down to my last (Last) I remember my past (Woo) Put it up, got packs in the house (Bando) Get slapped with a stack with the mount These hoes get passed (Pew pew) Get slapped with the racks to the mouth Niggas don't want no money, want clout Don't sit, there's a stick in the couch Get a man, get 'em in, get 'em out Now my grandma lookin' down proud My kids not worried 'bout a drought Baguettes in the teeth, down South Richard Mille wrist, cost a house Put the double R truck en route I go straight out to Mars, valet my car Trap guitar, straight out the Nawf Losin' my mind, I can't think Fye that bitch up, we gon' blank I go three hard in the paint It get hot on the Perc', 'bout to faint Swimmin' with sharks in the tank You best not drown, when I pop this pint Pour it in the clouds, hope that shit don't stink My first hunnit racks (Hunnits) I blew it by the rack (Blew it) Then I took off the hat (Hat) Had to Dior the bag (Dior) No books, this a mag Shoot it up, fuck a badge I was down to my last (Last) I remember my past (Woo) Put it up, got packs in the house (Bando) Get slapped with a stack watch your mouth These hoes get passed (Pew pew) Get slapped with the racks to the mouth Wit' them racks you get slapped (Slapped) And this bitch want my mans 'Bout to play with these bands (Play with them) 'Bout to play with these bands