Rackaids

BrentRambo Ain't going out sad, man, I'm too damn happy You said pull up on you, man, just pull up on me I got all these damn rackaids, go shopping today 'Bout my gang, I don't play Put them hundreds in your face In that Benz, so let's race Snoop Dogg, smoke weed everyday That's your ho, your bae Two times two, yeah, that's where I stay Running from 12, gotta get away Trap too hard, check my résumé I'm a young-ass kid, spent thirty K Flexin' all the time, no debate Shut the fuck up, nigga, you not gettin' paid And I'm right on the southside where it's late (Go, go) You gotta go to the laundromat just to wash your fuckin' clothes And I miss them days when I was pourin' up a four You can't call yourself a trapper if You don't trap, nigga, twenty-four I walk up in the projects, I knock right on the door Bankroll, too many O's Every day in the trap and it's not closed You broke as fuck, where the fuck is your clothes? Bad lil' bitch and I got her a rose Want you to start it, bands on the carpet I'm out in this mansion, you in them apartments Your bitch slow, man, she actin' retarded Want you to start it, bands on the carpet I'm out in this mansion, you in them apartments Your bitch slow, man, she actin' retarded