40 Racks

[Verse 1: Song]
Uh youngin', this boy is something
I'm made out of nothing
Double respect when you talking
Got me a bun in the oven hope it don't come as a burden
The stress in my life is enormous, but my life is looking so flawless
I made it to rings
Freshest kid with a bulletproof vest I'm the hottest in the city
Fake nigga man your life is a movie
I thought you had it you cowards is losing
The smaller the gang there's room for improvement
N.G the gang you faggots is wet ya'll can never get lit
I am a dog yandi qhela lе biitch ya ya young'

[Chorus: Nvthi Txmm (Song)]
40 racks on that ass
Puff puff pass my niggas clash
I just tax she want sex
After that I'm off to thе next
40 racks (40) on that ass (On that ass)
Puff puff pass (Puff puff pass) my niggas clash (My niggas clash)
I just tax (Yhu) she want sex (She want sex)
(Nvthi Txmm in this shit)
After that (After that) (I got) I'm off to the next (I got) (I'm off to these bitches man)

[Verse 2: Nvthi Txmm]
I got a thousand on my jeans
Got you a bag you can google and search it on Bing
I'm up to my thing dissing and eating these nigga and watch how my plan looking clean
You heard this is life on a capitol steeze
Working for capitol just for my weed
Build up a soft legacy for my kids and my bros and my hoes as I scout for my fees
Sies, I do the dab when I sneeze
Please, don't ever fuck with these kids
Keys, open your life and these scenes man juices and jeans got em feeling like beans
The goons are turned up for these scenes
Got the 5.0 call em chumbzy06
We gonn' sell out for the weed cause I'm stoned as a motherfucker on the fumes

[Chorus: Nvthi Txmm]
40 racks on that ass
Puff puff pass my niggas clash
I just tax she want sex
After that I'm off to the next
40 racks on that ass
Puff puff pass my niggas clash
I just tax she want sex
After that I'm off to the next