Lyrics

Woah Gotta run through the sack, gotta get it some more (Run through the sack, gotta get it some more) Gotta run through the sack, gotta get it some more (Run through the sack, gotta get it some more, yeah) Gotta run through the racks, with my man on my back (Yeah) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' racks (Racks) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' stacks (Yeah) No, I cannot fall in love with no gnat (Ayy) Hit from the back, then I pull out her tracks I come in first, no I can't come in last (Last) I know nobody out here on my back Everything I say, I know that's a fact Gotta run through the racks, with my man on my back I fell in love with the muhfuckin' racks (Racks) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' stacks (Yeah) No, I cannot fall in love with no gnat (Yeah) Hit from the back, then I pull out her tracks (Ayy) I come in first, no I can't come in last (Last) I know nobody out here on my back Everything I say, I know that's a fact Lil Uzi Vert, yeah I came with the cash Niggas, they mad 'cause they bitch on my ass (Woah) Niggas, they mad 'cause I pulled up the racks Don't got my gun, then you probably get stabbed I do the crime and I don't need a mask (Yeah) I still walk around, Balmain on my ass I walk around with a whole lotta gas Not in the mall but I'm poppin' them tags Yeah-yeah-yeah (Woah, ayy) I move around like an alien One of my best friends, they move like a felon, and Yeah-yeah-yeah (Ayy, ayy) I'm not a snitch, I'm not telling 'em If he get locked up, you know that I'm bailing him (Woah) Gotta run through the racks, with my man on my back (Yeah) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' racks (Racks) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' stacks (Yeah) No, I cannot fall in love with no gnat (Ayy) Hit from the back, then I pull out her tracks I come in first, no I can't come in last (Last) I know nobody out here on my back Everything I say, I know that's a fact Gotta run through the racks, with my man on my back I fell in love with the muhfuckin' racks (Racks) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' stacks (Yeah) No, I cannot fall in love with no gnat (Yeah) Hit from the back, then I pull out her tracks (Ayy) I come in first, no I can't come in last (Last) I know nobody out here on my back Everything I say, I know that's a fact (One, two, three, four) Bitch, it's Ghostluvme, I came with a bag (Ghostluvme) Crackers are mad 'cause their bitch call me dad (Woah) Crackers are mad 'cause I tripled my racks (Yeah) Talk shit in public, you'll probably get smacked (Yeah) I fucked that dime and I don't need a bag (Yeah) Cum on her face, wipe it off with a rag (Woah) Uppin' my team like I'm raising a flag I want it all, so I'm uppin' the tax (One, two, three, go) Yeah-yeah-yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah) I move around like an alien Since my one brother died, I don't trust anyone Yeah-yeah-yeah (Woah, woah, woah, yeah) I got a bitch who's gon' feel it know All of my brothers, you know that I bailed them out Gotta run through the racks, with my man on my back (Yeah) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' racks (Racks) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' stacks (Yeah) No, I cannot fall in love with no gnat (Ayy) Hit from the back, then I pull out her tracks I come in first, no I can't come in last (Last) I know nobody out here on my back Everything I say, I know that's a fact Gotta run through the racks, with my man on my back I fell in love with the muhfuckin' racks (Racks) I fell in love with the muhfuckin' stacks (Yeah) No, I cannot fall in love with no gnat (Yeah) Hit from the back, then I pull out her tracks (Ayy) I come in first, no I can't come in last (Last) I know nobody out here on my back Everything I say, I know that's a fact (One, two, three, four)
Writer(s): Symere Woods, Clayton Lisy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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