Kezwin Mooneye - These Racks Lyrics

Niggas don't lor you
They just wanna fk u
I need my space like a dressing room I myt be a model
Put on my google then I see you're special
Am tryna get this racks oh girl ain't even tryna cuddle

See me on the race to money nashcar
I can't give you no salute like marshal
No competition I be tryna get mine
Let's do biz and stop the fake smiles
You can't even see my pain it's like God
If I like you then we connect like cord
No sleep gang we up all night long
Roll up the... n please pass it around
She say she a holy vessel niggas don't be fkin
Why I need a life boat girl when we screwing
Dark shades on cause my eyes is all faded
Ion understand why love is noverrated
Niggas live and die for what will surly remain
Yall niggas tripping better maintain
I know quite alright I won't always gain
I can never lose I try over again

See me waving hi in the back of the Porsche
And I call Cappuccino what's up with the pack
Living with the pain gat my heart ice cold
And I don't show receipt mean I bought it for me
Putting all those hoes on checks FR
Chilling at the roof we be burning on trees
Tell all my dawgs wed ball for no reason
I still feel love don't leave my heart bleeding

Niggas don't lor you,they just wanna fk u
I need my space like a dressing room I myt be a model
Put on my google then I see you're special
Am tryna get this racks oh girl ain't even tryna cuddle
See me on the race to money nashcar
I can't give you no salute like marshal
No competition I be tryna get mine
Let's do biz and stop the fake smiles
You can't even see my pain it's like God
If I like you then we connect like cord
No sleep gang we up all night long
Roll up the... n please pass it around

Put on my work mood then I go ghost when you see me again I be making a toast
I don't feel no love did this shit on my own
But I pray to Got all he got is my soul
All my Dawgs are hybrid you should know
All my bitchs hi grade yall ain't know
I be doing me keep your kudos
Real niggas on my side hmmm mmm
Gat a couple bricks on me hmm mmm
Ion be going on dates hmmm mm
Copped me a luwi vitoon hmmm mm
Nigga I be balling you can check it on the news
Need no politics to rule my state of mind
Gave her orgasm butch say I'm kind
Lin and the kush got me feeling different ways
I Been broke before buh not ever again

See me waving hi in the back of the Porsche
And I call cappuccino what's up with the pack
Living with the pain gat my heart ice cold
And I don't show receipt mean I bought it for me
Putting all those hoes on checks FR
Chilling at the roof we be burning on trees
Tell all my dawgs wed ball for no reason
I still feel love don't leave my heart bleeding

Niggas don't lor you
They just wanna fk u
I need my space like a dressing room I myt be a model
Put on my google then I see you're special
Am tryna get this racks oh girl ain't even tryna cuddle
See me on the race to money nashcar
I can't give you no salute like marshal
No competition I be tryna get mine
Let's do biz and stop the fake smiles
And stop the fack smiles
And stop the fake smiles
These Racks