Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song All Blue Racks , by - HoodRich Pablo Juan. Release date: 24.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
All Blue Racks |
| I’m kickin' expensive shit right now, man |
| I ain’t, I ain’t worried 'bout what no nigga talkin' 'bout, man |
| This icier than my bitch, man |
| Pink and blue racks |
| (Kutta, cut that shit up, man) |
| I spent two thousand for the shoe that I’m kickin' |
| I flew her in just to fuck when she visit |
| Countin' up racks when she called, I was busy |
| Huntin' down bands, you can think I was Izzy |
| Ice in my teeth, bitch, I go to the dentist |
| Fuck 'bout no loss, I bossed up and got plenty |
| Body and shape like she work out, fitness |
| Can’t tell if I fucked her, I won’t leave a witness |
| All blue racks, pink fifties like pussycats |
| Showing her ass and tryna hit from the back |
| Roll up the dope, I kick back and relax |
| My denim fit skinny, my pockets could stretch |
| Grind in the trap, I could get off the packs |
| Freaky lil' bitch and she kissin' my tats |
| Jewelry on me, I think she just got wet |
| Swing 'round the block, make the opps hit the deck |
| Ha, Percs in my body, itching like mosquito |
| Double up every time I go and reload |
| Call up my 'migo, I meet him at Gino |
| They be like, «Where you get them? |
| I ain’t see those» |
| Ice freeze your bitch like my name was Sub-Zero |
| Money Power Respect like I’m MPR Tito (Ooh, yeah) |
| Flex with the racks, I can spread the Velveeta |
| She tryna leave me, I still don’t believe her |
| Benjamin dead friends, got a skeleton |
| Walk and I drip like the rain, call the weatherman |
| Fucked up, I make that shit mine when I slide it in |
| African diamonds, my bitch is Somalian |
| Rock real, the diamonds ain’t made by the Chinamen |
| Keep that shit real, I don’t know how to pretend |
| Keep the chopstick 'cause I know I got many men |
| Cost a whole pound for the shoe that I’m steppin' in |
| I spent two thousand for the shoe that I’m kickin' |
| I flew her in just to fuck when she visit |
| Countin' up racks when she called, I was busy |
| Huntin' down bands, you can think I was Izzy |
| Ice in my teeth, bitch, I go to the dentist |
| Fuck 'bout no loss, I bossed up and got plenty |
| Body and shape like she work out, fitness |
| Can’t tell if I fucked her, I won’t leave a witness |
| All blue racks, pink fifties like pussycats |
| Showing her ass and tryna hit from the back |
| Roll up the dope, I kick back and relax |
| My denim fit skinny, my pockets could stretch |
| Grind in the trap, I could get off the packs |
| Freaky lil' bitch and she kissin' my tats |
| Jewelry on me, I think she just got wet |
| Swing 'round the block, make the opps hit the deck |
| Money no problem |
| Shorty, she shaped like a Coke bottle |
| Bought her Prada just to show her I’m proud of her |
| Told her be quiet, she can’t help but to holler |
| Drip on 'em like I’m hot lava |
| Yeah, shorty gon' suck with a lot of saliva |
| Broomstick and yay like my last name was Potter |
| Hair on my guts and my paint look like powder |
| Guns like we just seen 'em lockdown the towers |
| Give me that pussy when she fresh out the shower |
| Fuck when I want, I’ma ghost, I got power |
| Trapper well timed, we put in them hours |
| This shit for us, the world is ours |
| Cautious, be careful 'cause I won’t allow it |
| Walked in, shorty had on nothin' but a towel |
| Spin it like Wheel of Fortune, buy a vowel |
| You ain’t got these, bought 'em 'fore they came out |
| I spent two thousand for the shoe that I’m kickin' |
| I flew her in just to fuck when she visit |
| Countin' up racks when she called, I was busy |
| Huntin' down bands, you can think I was Izzy |
| Ice in my teeth, bitch, I go to the dentist |
| Fuck 'bout no loss, I bossed up and got plenty |
| Body and shape like she work out, fitness |
| Can’t tell if I fucked her, I won’t leave a witness |
| All blue racks, pink fifties like pussycats |
| Showing her ass and tryna hit from the back |
| Roll up the dope, I kick back and relax |
| My denim fit skinny, my pockets could stretch |
| Grind in the trap, I could get off the packs |
| Freaky lil' bitch and she kissin' my tats |
| Jewelry on me, I think she just got wet |
| Swing 'round the block, make the opps hit the deck |