Get You Some Racks Lyrics

I been getting at the bag

Y'all won't come at my peg

Nigga kept it lowkey, wow wow wow

Better get you some racks

Fuck having card on red

I know I finna die rich

No more serving these folks

Serving these folks

No more serving these folks

Mom finally we on, finally we on

Now I do what I want, I do what I want

I'm with whole pack of wolfs

Bad bitch of course

Fam is full of dem boyz, yeah

Don't buy shit, can't afford

Should've get me award

Lost some homies who dust

Come try me, I pop 'em

He turned into opp

Gotta fill up my pockets

Think outside of the box

Fuck who thought I'd flop

I did me some locks

Put some ice on my bi

Never had to go hiss

Niggas know I run the plot

Shawty bad with that Birkin

What u want we gon purchase

I'm surrounded by goats, oh oh oh

I'm surrounded by goats

Wow wow wow

Hope lil shorty the last one I have to deal with

Had to stay outta trouble, try to be good civilian

I ain't changed, still workin, on road to these millions

Ain't no need to go question me if I ain't feeling it

I been getting at the bag

Y'all won't come at my peg

Nigga kept it lowkey, wow wow wow

Better get you some racks

Fuck having card on red

I know I finna die rich

No more serving these folks

Serving these folks

No more serving these folks

Mom finally we on, finally we on

Now I do what I want