Earl Stan - Racks on Racks

Floatin' in my room, girl I'm dreaming I got racks on racks
I don't give a damn, like I'm Kurt Cobain
I see my tomb, in the haze, dead with my best friend
A lot of ex-friends, can you see pain on my face?
I gave you love, like a thief, you stole my heart
She's like "nevermind, I guess that is life"
You better watch me, baby, I'm doing my shit
And all those fuckers, they will soon blow me

Yea yea I know you saw it on my face
Now I only want a sex friend
My enemies are wicked so I need to wear a fake chain
I'm in the drop top, my gun is loaded, my song are playing
Your bitch gonna love me, yea yea
Racks on racks on racks
Dressed like a goth, I'm black on black
Two bitches in my car
Ain't got on no bra
Shit, I woke up at 12
Like a rockstar
Say hello to my friends
They are outlaw
I just saw your gang
In a cop car
Blind boy drinks
With a bad broad
My ex friends are mad
Cause I'm too far

Bitch I want racks on racks on racks
You only know my plan if we're face to face
In my room, stargazing, like when I was a kid
Dreaming of rockstar's shits, thinking about fame

Floatin' in my room, girl I'm dreaming I got racks on racks
I don't give a damn, like I'm Kurt Cobain
I see my tomb, in the haze, dead with my best friend
A lot of ex-friends, can you see pain on my face?
I gave you love, like a thief, you stole my heart
She's like "nevermind, I guess that is life"
You better watch me, baby, I'm doing my shit
And all those fuckers, they will soon blow me

Written by:
Samuel Perez

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