Yo Racks Songtext
von Speaker Knockerz
Yo Racks Songtext
(It′s the Speaker Knockerz)
Fuck nigga better back-back
I don't fuck with you like that
I see you looking mad, well too bad
What are you gon′ do when I finesse you out yo' racks?
Yo' racks, yo′ racks
What are you gon′ do when I finesse you out yo' racks?
Yo′ racks, yo' racks
What are you gon′ do when I finesse you out yo' racks?
Pull up on yo′ bitch, I be flexing (yo' ho)
Young nigga jugging and finessing (let's go)
That nigga ain′t real, I heard he been confessin′
All I do is count up, it's a blessing (count up)
Pass that shit and smoke that shit
Somebody hide that weed, there go 2 4 again (2 4 again)
Juggin for so long, ain′t goin' broke again
My niggas they don′t play 'round, they be totin′ shit
Fuck nigga better back-back
I don't fuck wit' you like that
I see you lookin′ mad, well too bad
What are you gon′ do when I finesse you out yo' racks?
Yo′ racks, yo' racks
What are you gon′ do when I finesse you out yo' racks?
Yo′ racks, yo' racks
What are you gon' do when I finesse you out yo racks?
Pussy ass nigga tried to shoot me
Probably ′cause his bitch wanna do me (yo′ ho)
Everywhere I go, it's a movie
Fuck 2 4 and free my nigga Boosie
Got my bands up and started goin′ crazy
Keep my circle small, 'cause niggas shady
You can′t name a reason why you hate me
He wanna be like me, but I'm the real Slim Shady
Fuck nigga better back-back
I don′t fuck with you like that
I see you looking mad, well too bad
What are you gon' do when I finesse you out yo' racks?
Yo′ racks, yo′ racks
What are you gon' do when I finesse you out yo′ racks?
Yo' racks, yo′ racks
What are you gon' do when I finesse you out yo′ racks?
Fuck nigga better back-back
I don't fuck with you like that
I see you looking mad, well too bad
What are you gon′ do when I finesse you out yo' racks?
Yo' racks, yo′ racks
What are you gon′ do when I finesse you out yo' racks?
Yo′ racks, yo' racks
What are you gon′ do when I finesse you out yo' racks?
Pull up on yo′ bitch, I be flexing (yo' ho)
Young nigga jugging and finessing (let's go)
That nigga ain′t real, I heard he been confessin′
All I do is count up, it's a blessing (count up)
Pass that shit and smoke that shit
Somebody hide that weed, there go 2 4 again (2 4 again)
Juggin for so long, ain′t goin' broke again
My niggas they don′t play 'round, they be totin′ shit
Fuck nigga better back-back
I don't fuck wit' you like that
I see you lookin′ mad, well too bad
What are you gon′ do when I finesse you out yo' racks?
Yo′ racks, yo' racks
What are you gon′ do when I finesse you out yo' racks?
Yo′ racks, yo' racks
What are you gon' do when I finesse you out yo racks?
Pussy ass nigga tried to shoot me
Probably ′cause his bitch wanna do me (yo′ ho)
Everywhere I go, it's a movie
Fuck 2 4 and free my nigga Boosie
Got my bands up and started goin′ crazy
Keep my circle small, 'cause niggas shady
You can′t name a reason why you hate me
He wanna be like me, but I'm the real Slim Shady
Fuck nigga better back-back
I don′t fuck with you like that
I see you looking mad, well too bad
What are you gon' do when I finesse you out yo' racks?
Yo′ racks, yo′ racks
What are you gon' do when I finesse you out yo′ racks?
Yo' racks, yo′ racks
What are you gon' do when I finesse you out yo′ racks?
Writer(s): Derek Mcallister Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com