Racks In Tahoe

[Intro: Teaz]
(Aye Woah) Rackz I'm Ina Tahoe (Yea), fucking dis bitch she nachos(Yea)
Dese lil bitches yeah you gotta please
I heard dat he ratted for a piece of cheese(Yea)
Ima just beat dat lil hoe from da back
I run up my racks and I run up my sack and I run up my digits
Dese niggas not winnin dese niggas be snitchin dese niggas be bitches(Yea)
And I feel like chris I leave some blood on the leaves(Yea Yea)
He cuffin a e-hoe shе a treesh
I can't go out sad like dat bitch I got my bag like that I ran up all my racks like that (Yеa)
Shoot his lights we take his life we took him out his glo
I got shootas in the cut and dey like damn yeah thats glo
I bet yo bitch ass won't diss on me again or you gotta tag on yo toe bitch
My Glock came from ATL send dat pussy boi to hell
Bitch nigga was talking so I shot em in his teeth (Lackin)
Free motherfuckin Spaz bitch and free LilEBG (Yeah)
Yeah I say bitch its a bright day out (Yeah) bitch its a bright day out
Dese niggas dick suckin dese niggas want some attention
Dese niggas just really want clout
I fuck yo bitch from the back and I told her go to turn around fuck dat lil bitch in her mouth
I needa bad lil bitch like Mulatto I need me a lil thick bitch from the south
I gotta dumb hoe can't comprende and shout to my nigga Kinte

[Verse 2: yungkinte]
Shoutout to Teazy he passed me the beat
Im onna opp block now dey scary to me
My pockets fat yeah dey is obese
Nappy dreads all in my head like Lil Keed
Feel like Carti cause I make her stop breathing
We bustin juggz, Yea morning through evening
She like my fit and she said dat I'm decent
She wants some love now dat girl started feenin
Feel like 2k cause dese girls be green
Choppa on me and it sound like a (BEEP)
Choppa on me and it sound like a(UH)
Choppa on me and it sound like a(BEEP)
Free all my dogs dey stuck in the pin
Free all the gang man free all my twins
Free EBG dat my lil brudda, Call up lil velly ain't worry bout nun
I'm finna blow up just wait on the summer, I'm finna blow up in general
He droppin songs dey trash terrible, To much balenci they think it's unwearable