[Intro]
[Verse 1: Racks Hogan]
I'm n the rain wearin bathing shorts
They bathing ape a course
Running thru the street im n my apesta courts
Fly as f**
b**hes hit me tryna f**
I used to wait for the p**y
Now it's lining up
Have some older n***a drive the truck
I'm n the back wit a Spanish s*ut
She b**hin bout a bag she want
Celine Ortega body slam a blunt
I pa** it once shorty thick as hell
N I jus wanna tag it son
Go tiger n it like I'm sagat once
I'm grabbin guns for Mia college fund
U n***as only grabbin guns
In ya verses posted eatin sturgeon
I hope u right wit clergy
Homies k** u do u dirty
Been on the block since seven thirty
I'm early risin
Run the street like John heisman
I'm serving clients
U gotta pay me out the gate
We can book the dates
Please have the paper straight
Or we gon get irate
[Hook: Racks Hogan]
n***as say they hear me visual
Im jus tryna add it up my daughter laughin at the swimmin pool
I smoke the blunts inside the livin room
Shout out t warren moon quarterback the troops
You know they comin thru
Get t backin out the llama
Hogan bout the drama
One a the baddest on my mama
Cash my favorite topic
All outta options
Started robbin jus t c the profits
Karate chopist burnin weed thas a daily hobby
I rock the camo shorts pattern lookin tiger stripe
Pullin out the toys
Stuntin on the motor bike
Been in the coldest nights
I had the coldest nikes
Clientele livin dead twitchin like the poltergeist
Dim lights small city k**ers come n get u
Hog tie pistol whip u snitches get the issue
Thas the mag throw em the bag
Freezer on a slab toe wrapped up wit a tag
Mama lookin sad sister can't contain it
Word picture painted bout a vp a stainless
How can I explain it
Street life ain't no playin
[Hook]