RACK LOVE Lyrics

In a two door coupe bitch I like to go fast

Got a bag from Louis to fit all my racks

Asked a bitch what it do can you hold to my strap

All my fingers blue cause I'm blowing through these bags

So I told him get your cash up

200 hundred on the dash wait

Checks on the chain

Now your bitch throw her ass up

Catch up I could never fuck a lame bitch

Married to the game bitch

I just want my racks up

I said pay me if you hate me

I could never give a fuck where the fakes be

Shawty crazy

Yeah I'd let her cum but I'd never let her date me

Might have fell in love but I'll never let her save me

Smoke a blunt filled with OG with my brodie

Back then they were never checking what they owed me

Clocked in paid in I ain't moving slowly

Back ends locked in they won't ever know me

God damn why she blowing up my phone

I spent fucking 10 bands on that Louis and that Chrome

Oh they telling me I can't so I got it on my own

I don't think I'll ever land I get higher every song

In a two door coupe bitch I like to go fast

Got a bag from Louis to fit all my racks

Asked a bitch what it do can you hold to my strap

All my fingers blue cause I'm blowing through these bags

So I told him get your cash up

200 hundred on the dash wait

Checks on the chain

Now your bitch throw her ass up

Catch up I could never fuck a lame bitch

Married to the game bitch

I just want my racks up

Love my designer

I just did a show and I got 50k in Prada

Can't stay cold I got haters to Nevada

Everything gold I got everything I wanna

And your daughter

Don't make me walk out

Put my fam on the scene I pull my Glock out

Bitch I like green beams and that chop sound

I got bands for the team but you cropped out

Yeah you cropped out yeah

Y'all be talking 'bout the same things like bang bang

You ain't got no chain chain or that Range Range

You a cop out you ain't ever gonna maintain

Had to block out all that fake love with a Plain Jane

In a two door coupe bitch I like to go fast

Got a bag from Louis to fit all my racks

Asked a bitch what it do can you hold to my strap

All my fingers blue cause I'm blowing through these bags

So I told him get your cash up

200 hundred on the dash wait

Checks on the chain

Now your bitch throw her ass up

Catch up I could never fuck a lame bitch

Married to the game bitch

I just want my racks up