Blue Racks

Hook :
20 stacks, 10 bands, and they blue racks
You ain’t gang, you can’t hang where we hoop at
Dump first, niggas die and we ont shoot back
20 shots, at his face, blow his head back
If he run off with my shit, my niggas dead that
30 shots, put his brain in his damn lap
This ain’t a game, I ain’t tryna be onna map
I’m chasing racks, Lil nigga I ain’t inna that

Verse 1 :
We on’t know ’em, buddy lame he don’t got a rep
I ont talk, just to talk, we got plenty straps
On 50, boy my niggas they on alla that
On 10, if it’s a problem then we solving that
Hard body, life of a young trap nigga
In the trenches, with them roaches and them rats nigga
I ain’t never wanted shit, but a stack nigga
New coupe, big body, with the racks in it
Late night and we sliding back to back
Shady whips, riding deep with no tags
Good aim, knock yo head in yo lap Nigga
I ont know you, if you reach you getting clapped nigga
Ain’t no hiding niggas finding where you at
Air it out, bullets flying like some nats
I ont really move around, if I don’t got my strap
I’m putting niggas down 30 shots on my back

Hook :
20 stacks, 10 bands, and they blue racks
You ain’t gang, you can’t hang where we hoop at
Dump first, niggas die and we ont shoot back
20 shots, at his face, blow his head back
If he run off with my shit, my niggas dead that
30 shots, put his brain on his damn lap
This ain’t a game, I ain’t tryna be onna map
I’m chasing racks, Lil nigga I ain’t inna that