Ricky Racks - Compound lyrics

[Produced by D-Shine & Ricky Racks] [Intro] IamSu! the label HBK the gang Hot New Hip Hop Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse] Mad rich alert Swag with the verse, 6 B's She thought I was just an average at first Baby make it work for a new t-shirt Sat it on my lap, I might just throw you in the air Trust me girl I did it if I said it in a rap I never get it out the clinic, get my weed up out the trap Everything I'm saying it's authentic, it's a fact Ain't no limit how we gettin' it, Percy Miller taught me that Yo the new fans say they miss the old me Think I came this far to get some cold feet? I'm well off, well taught by the OG's He get it for the high, I'd rather get it low-key, not me School of hard knocks, play the game by the rules Ain't too many people who can do the things I do Pay attention dude like my women by the crews If you want a verse from Su it's 5k times two [Hook] I've been locked down at the compound Mama on my nerves, told me calm down I've been on my wave for a long time In the kitchen tryna get my songs right Baby make it work for a new t-shirt Sat it on my lap, I might just throw you in the air Imma catch feelings if you do it like that Stack it to the ceilin' but it grew it right back Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Imma catch feelings if you do it like that Stack it to the ceilin' but it grew it right back [Verse 2] Step out your position lil baby imma cut you from the team I've been on my Diddy doing Biggie so I guess it's all a dream These youngin's out here trippin' on prescriptions mixing molly with the lean But me, I got a vision, I ain't slippin' so I gotta keep it clean Roll the red carpet, bring the cameras every time I'm on the scene And the flow bananas cause you know I keep gorillas on the team You know you could look in my eyes and see I'm not tellin' no lies You think you could f** with the guy? You washed up, you wastin' your time [Hook] I've been locked down at the compound Mama on my nerves, told me calm down I've been on my wave for a long time In the kitchen tryna get my songs right Baby make it work for a new t-shirt Sat it on my lap, I might just throw you in the air Imma just catch feelings if you do it like that Stack it to the ceilin' but it grew it right back Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Imma just catch feelings if you do it like that Stack it to the ceilin' but it grew it right back