Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song RACKS FIRST, artist - Lil Raven. Album song FLY DIARIES, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Lil Raven
Song language: English
RACKS FIRST |
What? |
Spend a couple thousand in one night, yeah |
I fucked that bih good like she my wife |
My wrist go numb if I keep wearin' this ice |
Boy I’m on fire, I’m gon' keep wearin' this ice |
All of my brothers is gettin' fat, we eat now |
I close that door on them bitches like Keith Bow |
It ain’t 'bout racks, ain’t nothin' to speak 'bout |
These niggas talk too much, don’t run your mouth |
I know a couple real ones that don’t play around |
Spend a couple thousand, that’s just light work |
I fuck on the bih but I don’t like her, yeah |
I ain’t mean to do you like dat girl (my bad) |
Before I hit you back I need them racks first (racky, racky) |
Stuntin' on these niggas, I ain’t had to |
Went and flooded all my neck just like a bathroom |
All my bitches bad, they got attitudes (facts) |
All my bitches bad, they got attitudes (facts) |
All of my brothers we rich |
Ice on my neck and my wrist |
Drop that top back on a whip |
Fuckin' that bitch in the Ritz |
at the top of the |
Clothes cost money, your rent |
I know she feelin' my drip |
Spend a couple thousand in one night, yeah |
I fucked that bih good like she my wife |
My wrist go numb if I keep wearin' this ice |
Boy I’m on fire, I’m gon' keep wearin' this ice |
All of my brothers is gettin' fat, we eat now |
I close that door on them bitches like Keith Bow |
It ain’t 'bout racks, ain’t nothin' to speak 'bout |
These niggas talk too much, don’t run your mouth |
I know a couple real ones that don’t play around |
Hey we eatin' now, hop in that beemer now |
If it ain’t about some racks I can’t leave the house |
These bitches stalkin', they be creepin' just to see me now (creep) |
Spendin' a thousand out on Fenti down |
It’s like we chose but we love it |
I’m with my brothers out in public, aye |
You can see the whip just please don’t touch it |
It’s like we chose it but we love it, yeah |
The baddest bitch she tryna fuck me, aye |
These big ass diamonds look like nuggets |
All this drip on me they wanna drown |
She wanna date me, she said tie the knot |
I’m in my bad baby like when I shop (when I shop) |
I’m in my bad baby like when I shop |
Spend a couple thousand in one night, yeah |
I fucked that bih good like she my wife |
My wrist go numb if I keep wearin' this ice |
Boy I’m on fire, I’m gon' keep wearin' this ice |
All of my brothers is gettin' fat, we eat now |
I close that door on them bitches like Keith Bow |
It ain’t 'bout racks, ain’t nothin' to speak 'bout |
These niggas talk too much, don’t run your mouth |
I know a couple real ones that don’t play around |