Spendin’

HOOK 1

Spending them racks Making it back
You want the drugs you know I’m the plug Then gimme the bag
I get a sack. Put it in packs
I get a rush for counting it up. Bitch I need all my cash
No I ain’t playing. Bitch I ain’t with none of that
Got a trophy took his chain. Got em callin' for it Back
I be tryna put in pain. you know I’m with all of that
And you know I’m with the gang. Put a hoolie on his back
You Know That That

VERSE 1

Spendin' them racks. Making it back
I bought her a purse if she ain’t gone fuck I’m taking it back
I get in the club hammer by the love I’m playing the back
You think you a thug you give me the mug Then they getting clapped. That’s a fact
Bitch that’s ya ma he a pussy and a rat
Heard that nigga took the stand. Sent a couple niggas back
I ain’t playing ain’t no game. Imma lay them niggas flat
If a nigga say my name He ain’t never coming back. You know that
He fumbled the sack. I’m running it back
If he want it back. You gotta pull up to the jets
You won’t make it to the steps. I’m making a mess
I’m taking his flesh I lay em to rest
You playing with me you play with my money You playing with death
We them hoolie niggas Don’t know how to act
Lil hoolie Took his chain Got em calling for it back
Said you gotta put in pain or you gotta kick a stack
Man you niggas know the game. Do you really want it back? you know that
I’m Really the best. I’m killing the rest
I'm killing ya Bitch She been on my dick
She look at the wrist. She know I’m the shit. I know imma rip
When I’m in the field. Or I’m doing shows. Bitch I need all my shit

HOOK 2

Spending them racks Making it back
You want the drugs you know I’m the plug Then gimme the bag
I get a sack. Put it in packs
I get a rush for counting it up. Bitch I need all my cash
No I ain’t playing. Bitch I ain’t with none of that
Got a trophy took his chain. Got em callin' for it Back
I be tryna put in pain. you know I’m with all of that
And you know I’m with the gang. Put a hoolie on his back
You Know That That

VERSE 2

If you get a bag Would you play with it? Would you save it?
Spendin' It Fast . When you go no you can’t take it
If you doing bad And ya legs work why you hatin'
Boy Get Off Yo ass Boy Get Of Yo ass and get you a bag
Now I get money by the duffle I like my cheddar with the ruffle
I don’t eat ranch so all this blue cheese that I get I never touch it
I want my money all in hunneds
Spendin' Them 50’s And Them 20’s
Smoking this dopey by the onion. I’m To OG My niggas love me
Yea nigga I’m back. Got my dough Up bitch I’m so up
Don’t gotta Trap. Money high ain’t no more lows
Ain’t no looking back. Got my own style got my own flow
Give ya shit back. I fuck up a bag and go get it back GU

HOOK 3

Spending them racks Making it back
You want the drugs you know I’m the plug Then gimme the bag
I get a sack. Put it in packs
I get a rush for counting it up. Bitch I need all my cash
No I ain’t playing. Bitch I ain’t with none of that
Got a trophy took his chain. Got em callin' for it Back
I be tryna put in pain. you know I’m with all of that
And you know I’m with the gang. Put a hoolie on his back
You Know That That