Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ricky Racks, artist - Dolan BeatsDate of issue: 17.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ricky Racks |
| This is a Dolan Beats production |
| Bans, yeah, hah, racks |
| Man a young nigga really had some racks in his pocket, nigga |
| Fuck y’all niggas talkin' 'bout, nigga |
| Bans, yeah, ayy |
| Rickey-racks in my denim, I got skinnies and they in 'em |
| Outside (Bans), takin' risks, he get hit with a missile (Pew, pew) |
| Nigga, why you got that pistol and we know you ain’t no killer? |
| Nigga runnin' with the wave like that shit was accidental |
| I’m a monster, I’m a dawg, I’m a beast up out the kennel (Bans) |
| If a nigga playin' crazy, I’ma smash off on and sister (Skrrt) |
| She gon' suck on my pencil, I’m gon' nut on her denim (Yeah) |
| Pussy boy ain’t caught no plays so I could never feel him |
| Pussy boy ain’t got no stains so I could never fear him (Yeah) |
| Nigga I be runnin' waves, need to copyright this shit |
| Your favorite rapper on my dick, I can’t even take a piss (Yeah) |
| I was on the block starvin', tryna run it where you live |
| Ain’t no love for these niggas, catch a case and watch 'em switch |
| Put a twenty on the table, watchin' niggas turn to bitches (Yeah, damn) |
| But I just keep it solid, oh so solid, like a brick (Yeah) |
| Niggas rappin' 'bout the streets when really he ain’t ate, goddamn |
| They diggin', I’m kickin' this shit, his ho on my dick |
| I pop me a Perc' when I’m up in the VIP (Up in the VIP), it give me a lift |
| These niggas they hatin', I’m tryna get rich, they stay out the mix |
| I’m keepin' it goin', I’m poppin' my shit (Ayy), I’ma die for this shit, |
| ayy (Yeah) |
| Rickey-racks in my denim, I got skinnies and they in 'em |
| Outside takin' risks, he get hit with a missile |
| Nigga, why you got that pistol and we know you ain’t no killer? |
| Nigga runnin' with the wave like that shit was accidental |
| I’m a monster, I’m a dawg, I’m a beast up out the kennel |
| If a nigga playin' crazy, I’ma smash off on and sister (Skrrt) |
| She gon' suck on my pencil, I’m gon' nut on her denim (Yeah) |
| Pussy boy ain’t caught no plays so I could never feel him |
| Yeah, I could never fear him, yeah, I could never feel him |
| Boy, I know you sentimental, you ain’t built like the general |
| Rickey-racks in my denim, blue cheese, skinnies in 'em |
| Got my old bitch mad 'cause I ain’t say I miss her |
| Yeah, she talk a lot of shit but I can’t even hear |
| I been knew I was that nigga from just lookin' in the mirror |
| I done hit a lot of licks just to make my vision clear |
| And it’s free Che Trill, man, it’s almost been a year |
| Ayy, free Rick Rare, we gon' smash off in a Lear |
| Niggas run they mouth a lot 'cause they don’t listen with their ears |
| But I just keep my head up 'cause I’m knowin' that it’s near |
| I done lived and I done learned, it ain’t no heart, it ain’t no fear |
| Rickey-racks in my denim, I got skinnies and they in 'em |
| Outside takin' risks, he get hit with a missile |
| Nigga, why you got that pistol and we know you ain’t no killer? |
| Nigga runnin' with the wave like that shit was accidental |
| I’m a monster, I’m a dawg, I’m a beast up out the kennel |
| If a nigga playin' crazy, I’ma smash off on and sister (Skrrt) |
| She gon' suck on my pencil, I’m gon' nut on her denim (Yeah) |
| Pussy boy ain’t caught no plays so I could never feel him |