Racks Forever Lyrics

Ay Racks Forever Global

Just let them 3 words hit you

That boy Racko official

He make that profit triple

He drop it hits like missile

Beat slam he go ham no issue

He gone let a hatter hate on

He aint got no time to diss you

He gone pull up let ya little thotie bitch choose

When he slide the all black tint whip through

Mr.RFG who is you

T Y check the initials

Take yo bitch make her diss you

Make her diss you she aint gone miss you

She suck my dick her eyes water nut on her here's tissue

My bro I owe a pistol

R.I.P E I miss you

I hope this message gets you

Yo legacy it lives through

We on the grind we lit too

Thats every spot we get to

I might just fly to U.K. link Smoke Gang when I get through

Shout out Goo , HIM and Swish too

Weed I smoke loud like whistle

Don't take too long to hit you

No opp I sight been killed you

If Y'all my sons I'm deadbeat, Yo daddy never kiss you

Run up on me who is you

Beat you then take yo bitch too

Pushing me to drop I can make diamonds with this pressure

Push her buttons not on purpose girl I aint mean to impress ya

Thats yo chick she aint address it why she want me to undress her

Married to the cake I'm blowing wedding cake its Racks Forever

Pushing me to drop I can make diamonds with this pressure

Push her buttons not on purpose girl I aint mean to impress ya

Thats yo chick she aint address it why she want me to undress her

Married to the cake I'm blowing wedding cake its Racks Forever

My niggas we step like lieutenants, be careful who you step to

Play around lay em down you aint getting out of bed, but my niggas went ahead an stretched you

If I appear I already sent the bill through

When I dip through I drip through

My drip be so hard, ya bitch be in awe, make her forget that she with you

Turn he pussy to puddles when I stroke her give her more than just ripples

Splashy nasty, bust it like a pimple

Diamonds real and flashy effortlessly fly plain and simple

Every day my birthday and you know its Mayday for the instrumental

I be out in foreign rocking foreign ima Taurus that be touring name a city ima hit you

Nigga had to be the odds NYC I'm up in Quads spit the shit I been through

Every nigga in my squad getting it and going hard you can check all the credentials

Quick play have my younger send a zip through to ya trap and they ask who sent you

Racks Forever Global

Just let them 3 words hit you

That boy Racko official

He make that profit triple

He drop it hits like missile

Beat slam he go ham no issue

He gone let a hatter hate on

He aint got no time to diss you

Pushing me to drop I can make diamonds with this pressure

Push her buttons not on purpose girl I aint mean to impress ya

Thats yo chick she aint address it why she want me to undress her

Married to the cake I'm blowing wedding cake its Racks Forever