[Chorus]
I keep them racks on me, she keep them racks on her
I keep that gat on me, she keep that gat on her
And shawty just like me, that's why I f**s with her
And shawty just like me, that's why I f**s with her
I keep them racks on me, she keep them racks on her
I keep that gat on me, she keep that gat wit' her
And shawty just like me, that's why I f**s with her
And shawty just like me, that's why I f**s with her
[Verse 1]
Man, I got a down b**h, who's just so bossed up
You got a clown b**h, who like so f**ed up
I put my hustle down, no I don't f** around
I been done proving points
Yea you should see it now
I keep that gat on me for n***as who act up
And I keep some pimpin' in me
So a hoe could get smacked up
My time is not for free, so baby come on let's f**
My time is not for free, so baby come on let's f**
I grip that wood grain
This for my hood mane
I feel like Future Hendrix, when I'm on codeine
I got a '79 and I got a ‘83
I know for no reason n***as gon' hate on me
I got shottas on deck and yea they gon' squeeze
I'm out in Chi town, smokin' some good weed
‘Premes on my feet, that's for them hypebeasts
And I make that dope sh**, for n***as like me
[Chorus]
I keep them racks on me, she keep them racks on her
I keep that gat on me, she keep that gat on her
And shawty just like me, that's why I f**s with her
And shawty just like me, that's why I f**s with her
I keep them racks on me, she keep them racks on her
I keep that gat on me, she keep that gat wit' her
And shawty just like me, that's why I f**s with her
And shawty just like me, that's why I f**s with her
[Verse 2]
Smoking weed where they say we can't
I know n***as really repping gang gang
Gotta go hard in the paint
‘Cause I know for sure these other fools ain't
All my n***as on the same thing
We was raised different we don't gang bang
We just pull up cars but our pockets large and we stunt on broads
All my life I been livin' large
Diamonds on the wood like I'm Pimp C
When I hear a beat know it's time to eat
Rip the sh** to piece I'm a G see bomin UTP
Dickie suit with the soulja rag
That's the outfit, for the ‘Nolia clan
Last night I was in the club
I was drunk as f** doing the happy dance
Yea, I be out of bed
I'll lose my mind and just drop a b**h
I do what I want ‘cause I'm the sh**
Know a lot of n***as hustles counterfeit
Know a lot of n***as who can't trust they b**h
‘Cause they always download my sh**
Buying tickets front row at sh**
n***a you need to control your b**h
[Chorus]
I keep them racks on me, she keep them racks on her
I keep that gat on me, she keep that gat on her
And shawty just like me, that's why I f**s with her
And shawty just like me, that's why I f**s with her
I keep them racks on me, she keep them racks on her
I keep that gat on me, she keep that gat wit' her
And shawty just like me, that's why I f**s with her
And shawty just like me, that's why I f**s with her