Shawnny 2x - No (feat. Jalen1up)

I count racks, (I count racks)
Can't fuck with rats, no
Watch your back, (watch your back)
Might turn to a pack, no
I state fax,(I state fax)
I can't cap, no
Carry that strap, (Carry that strap)
I can't lack, no
I'm a fashion knower, this not from Fashion Nova
He can't dress his fashion over, take her home, I bend her over
Lucky like a faux, lucky like a four leaf clover
Lucky like I hang with Bruce, lucky like you gotta know her
Stackin' these racks to the top all the way til they touchin' the ceiling
I'm in a trap, I'ma chill on the block til I'm touchin' a million
All of these bitches they plottin' my cock, I don't know what the deal is
You think I'm a reckless civilian, bitch get the fuck you don't know what you dealin' with
Ha, you silly bitch, bitches be dimes but still don't be makin' sense
But I still got the brain like she brilliant, I might cop a chain from Elliante
Brand new bitch ass fat, but my pockets fatter
And I know that it's a fact, it might pop out like a bladder
Popped out with them racks, seemed like everyone got sadder
Then I cut them off my back, found out they don't really matter
I'm a Jeff Hardy type nigga, hangin' out the ladder
All alone, on my own, I can't even trust my bro
I count racks, (I count racks)
Can't fuck with rats, no
Watch your back, (watch your back)
Might turn to a pack, no
I state fax,(I state fax)
I can't cap, no
Carry that strap, (Carry that strap)
I can't lack, no
I'm a fashion knower, this not from Fashion Nova
He can't dress his fashion over, take her home, I bend her over
Lucky like a faux, lucky like a four leaf clover
Lucky like I hang with Bruce, lucky like you gotta know her

Written by:
Shawn Herring, Jalen Waldon

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