Lyrics IDC - D. Savage, Trippie Redd

IDC

Twenty racks on me right now
I’m in pain, it’s a shame, oh
Hit her from the back, I got her screaming out my name
shooters really taking aim (Uh)
Got a bad bitch and you know she love giving me brain, give me brain
I was at Rolling Loud
I was just rolling loud
I don’t care what they say
We got racks up in the bank
In the studio I’m smoking on dank
So don’t
, stay in your lane
Bust down the Rollie, I don’t like it plain
I came with the slatts, you know that we bang
We count a hundred racks, we don’t play no games
nigga, hop out, I’m the demon
Holy water 'round my neck like I’m Jesus
I don’t care what they say
We got racks up in the bank
In the studio I’m smoking on dank
Sipping on drank, got me higher than a plane
, stay in your lane
Bust down the Rollie, I don’t like it plain
I came with the slatts, you know that we bang
We count a hundred racks, we don’t play no games