Luh Racks Lyrics

Four more million, three new bitches Two new whips, one new crib

It's a brand new year

I've been doing this

This ain't nothing new

Four more million, three more bitches Two more cars and one new crib

For real, I ain't tryna pop a seal

Yeah, I'ma just keep the chill

Yeah, just thumbing through these bills

Like, how could you get bored

I'm sprinting to the rings

I call it my sonic team

I just heard my marine from the other side, huh

I just sprinted 65 yards on the sideline for the touchdown

Out the whole song, then go try to take that one line

I'm just taxing like 10K out when I'm in downtown

Four more million, three new bitches

Two new whips, one new crib

It's a brand new year

After I met my idols

Four more million, three new bitches

Two new cars, one more

This ain't nothing new

Brand new house, I know you stay for the second verse

I whip it, I skirt it, I swerve it

Zooming out the lot

Hop in a lotus, that bitch going fast

I might take an infinity hit going straight to the top

Everybody got something to say

But nobody wants to talk

What's next

I was just counting the money

Yo, bitch, she was looking at me

I ain't wanna pull out the big body

I put my dick in her tummy

Now she looking at me like she want me

Two hundred thousand dollars

I could tell you how to make something out of nothing

Four more million, three old bitches

Two new cars and still the same old crib

Four more million, three new bitches

Two old cars and still the same new crib