Rackzzz

[Intro]

Aye, yea yeah ahh
Aye, yea yeah ahh
(Skrrt) (Ah ah)
Aye, yea yeah ahh
(Aye)

[Verse 1]

Yeah, said we hop on the highway you know Imma whip it regardless, we on our way to different places
Just put your foot on the gas pedal, sound like a demon, just driving without a location
[?] You know that G Fortune beside me, don't move cause he don't got no patience
I left some shit in the past, contemplating
My mama said "You a star in the making."

[Chorus]

I put some racks in my pocket, I want it I got it, you know that a nigga ain't waitin'
Pass me a pack of designer, I smoke by the pound on the road chillin next to a blasian
5% tint like a visor, you gotta climb higher to see what a nigga been makin'
Paper on me like a burner, switch up my attire no jewelry I'm keeping it basic
Man of the Year imma keep going harder until they keep claiming a nigga done made it
Look at me now, remember I was starving, I'm making some moves so my momma be patient
I was just writing this up in the basement
Now I'm right back in the streets like I'm racing
Hopped in the coupe and take off, so amazing
Still with the gang I ain't planning on changin'

[Verse 2]

I hit the gas loose control now I'm switchin' thru lanes on the road like a nigga done made it
I get 'em waitin' up on me, they tryna get closer they know that this car is updated
Just like a Russian we gon' let 'em burn like he Usher, go ghost we ain't leavin' no traces
Baby look me in my eyes don't you look so surprised that my heart thought I told you is vacant
Baby is you coming back when it's just me and you and I ain't tryna steal your heart I just wanna know all of your moves
I just wanna see if I'm making it on the news, said she love the gang and she wanna come with the crew
I got all this drip on me now, if that nigga ever flexin' my niggas gon' clear the room
I can never sit in one place, girl, I'm on the move
I will never trust me a hoe cause they pick and choose, aye

[Bridge]

Aye ou ou ah
Aye ou ou ah
Aye ou ou ahhhh

Aye ou ou ah
Aye ou ou ah
Aye ou ou ahhhh

[Chorus]

I put some racks in my pocket, I want it I got it, you know that a nigga ain't waitin'
Pass me a pack of designer, I smoke by the pound on the road chillin next to a blasian
5% tint like a visor, you gotta climb higher to see what a nigga been makin'
Paper on me like a burner, switch up my attire no jewelry I'm keeping it basic
Man of the Year imma keep going harder until they keep claiming a nigga done made it
Look at me now, remember I was starving, I'm making some moves so my momma be patient
I was just writing this up in the basement
Now I'm right back in the streets like I'm racing
Hopped in the coupe and take off, so amazing
Still with the gang I ain't planning on changin'

[Outro]

(Yeah, said we hop on the highway you know Imma whip it regardless, we on our way to different places
Just put your foot on the gas pedal, sound like a demon, just driving without a location
[?] You know that G Fortune beside me, don't move cause he don't got no patience
I left some shit in the past, contemplating
My mama said "You a star in the making.")