Racks (feat. Slimm Flako)

I need my check man they always gon run mine I had to bust down some racks for the one time Think I'm flexing I only do sometimes I need them baguettes on my wrist like it's lunchtime uh I had to bust down some racks Showed me they fake so I can't get attached I'm a Carolina boy now we up on the map I just heard she a fan and won't get off my lap Know I'm the kid that just hop on and Spazz on the track Never lying they know that's a fact I had to bust down some racks Your girl on my line but I never be hitting her back Bumps in the road but I got back on track They be switching I'm knowing they cap I got backup so no I won't scrap Can't put us on safety we pop like a strap uh Boutta blowup they hate it Boutta chill cuz these girls overrated They say that I'm flowing they put me on playlists I be rocking off white like I'm racist I do what I want with my life like the matrix Be too deep in my thoughts I be jaded Forget your opinion don't need to be graded I put in that work they ain't see but I waited Gotta hop in the stu and go make song Boutta blow so they know we can make a bomb She be so looking so bad without makeup on Boutta have like 6 six wife's call me Genghis khan Need my check man they always gon run it Brodie cap in his rap he ain't done it I can't miss you I'm chasing this money You work for a goal and they start acting funny uh Won't ever change I'm always with my dawgs Yuh we can hang if her vibe isn't off I be rhyming all the time taking off Rip x I be dripping like Voss Yuh we be chill till these people getting loud She a baddie from apex she liking my style Ima need me a show to go light up the crowd We been turning up lately so it's going down I need my check man they always gon run mine I had to bust down some racks for the one time Think I'm flexing I only do sometimes I need them baguettes on my wrist like it's lunchtime uh I had to bust down some racks Showed me they fake so I can't get attached I'm a Carolina boy now we up on the map I just heard she a fan and won't get off my lap Know I'm the kid that just hop on and Spazz on the track Never lying they know that's a fact I had to bust down some racks Your girl on my line but I never be hitting her back Bumps in the road but I got back on track They be switching I'm knowing they cap I got backup so no I won't scrap Can't put us on safety we pop like a strap So many thoughts it cant fit on the page Fuck it this shit bomin straight off the brain She say she like how to put it together I Been FSO I step out like a plane Yea We hit the block Get the cheddar I kicked a door and came up off a stain I'm just Tryna see more hunnids Jumped off the porch get it any way Like damn free my father he went federal They had him Sittin he ain't have no date Fill my body with toxins mixed with medicine That be the only thing easing the pain Say more money more problems that's cap on my momma Cuz that money be making a way And life ain't a game but I'm moving with caution I work hard and go pick up deposits And go make a play ain't no pausing Gotta make sure everything fall in place like sum pollen She looked me in my face and told me she all in I fucked her so good she can't walk got her crawling Like somebody passed me the Spaulding I'm Ballin She sucked me again think her memory jogging Yea watch how Slimm Flako and Dk Gon run up them racks while these niggas be jogging I need my check man they always gon run mine I had to bust down some racks for the one time Think I'm flexing I only do sometimes I need them baguettes on my wrist like it's lunchtime uh I had to bust down some racks Showed me they fake so I can't get attached I'm a Carolina boy now we up on the map I just heard she a fan and won't get off my lap Know I'm the kid that just hop on and Spazz on the track Never lying they know that's a fact I had to bust down some racks Your girl on my line but I never be hitting her back Bumps in the road but I got back on track They be switching I'm knowing they cap I got backup so no I won't scrap Can't put us on safety we pop like a strap