T-Money - All Of The Racks (feat. JIMBO Da Goat)

(Hoo, hoo, hoo)
(Hoo, hoo, hoo)
Bitch I want all of the racks (Bitch I want all of the racks)
Bitch I want all of the racks
Bag it up bring to the back (Bag it up bring to the back)
Oh bag it up bring to the back
I'm skirting off with the racks (I'm skirting off with the racks)
I'm skirting off with the racks
'Bout to go get me a pack ('Bout to go get me a pack)
I'm 'bout to go get me a pack
I ate the bitch La Bistro
How many bottles that's Cinco
Neck froze, subzero
Lil bitch call me hero
I got a fiend on heroin & dope
She can get gulped she staring at coke
I got a bitch on heroin & dope (I got a bitch on heroin & dope)
Bitch I'm 'bout to go get me a pack, hit a stain on a bird (Stain on a bird. Yeah, yeah)
I can't fuck with you if you a virus, a motherfucking germ (A motherfucking germ. No, no)
Ain't no college but this is the end of your mother fucking term (Motherfucking term. Yeah, yeah)
What the fuck was they teaching, my nigga bruh didn't you learn (Bruh didn't you learn. Mhhmm)
Man I'm worried about you my nigga, I'm really concerned (I'm really concerned. Hoo-Ooh)
I get angry like I am a zombie but I never turn (But I never turn. Yeah, yeah)
Tryna smoke on this L but I'm missing my motherfucking turn (My motherfucking turn. Yeah, yeah)
Made a left and a right and I'm hitting the motherfucking curb (Word)
I ate the bitch La Bistro
How many bottles that's Cinco
Neck froze, subzero
Lil bitch call me hero
I got a fiend on heroin & dope
She can get gulped she staring at coke
I got a bitch on heroin & dope (I got a bitch on heroin & dope)
Bitch I want all of the racks (Bitch I want all of the racks)
Lil bitch I want all of the racks
Bag it up bring to the back (Bag it up bring to the back)
Bag it up bring to the back
I'm skirting off with the racks (I'm skirting off with the racks)
I'm skirting off with the racks
'Bout to go get me a pack ('Bout to go get me a pack)
'Bout to go get me a pack
She want that Dior, Dior, Dior
My neck is Mucho Frio
I'm stacking chips like Frito Lay
Run up on set like we don't play
I-I'm in the stu and I recall, recall
Brodie got hit with a Rico
All of my bros like "she your bae"
I ate her out like sweet sorbet
I bought a pack, smoke weed all day
I pop a perc that's a cheat code, cheat code
I broke her back, off me all day
In the streets, man I'm going beast mode
I ate the bitch La Bistro
How many bottles that's Cinco
Neck froze, subzero
Lil bitch call me hero
I got a fiend on heroin & dope
She can get gulped she staring at coke
I got a bitch on heroin & dope (I got a bitch on heroin & dope)
B-Bitch I want all of the racks (B-Bitch I want all of the racks)
Bitch I want all of the racks
Bag it up bring to the back (Bag it up bring to the back)
Oh bag it up bring to the back
I'm skirting off with the racks (I'm skirting off with the racks)
I'm skirting off with the racks
'Bout to go get me a pack ('Bout to go get me a pack)
I'm 'bout to go get me a pack
Bitch I want all of the racks (Bitch I want all of the racks)
Lil bitch I want all of the racks
Bag it up bring to the back (Bag it up bring to the back)
Bag it up bring to the back
I'm skirting off with the racks (I'm skirting off with the racks)
I'm skirting off with the racks
'Bout to go get me a pack ('Bout to go get me a pack)
'Bout to go get me a pack

Written by:
David Trent, Jimi P

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