TYGA - Rack City текст песни

[Intro:]
Rack-Rack City bitch
Rack-Rack City bitch
Rack-Rack City bitch
Mustard on the beat

[Verse 1:]
Rack City bitch Rack-Rack City bitch
Ten-ten-ten, twenties on ya titties bitch
100 deep VIP, no guest list
T-Raw you don't know who you fucking wit'?

Got my other bitch fucking wit' my other bitch
Fucking all night nigga we ain't celibate
Make it sound too dope I ain't selling it
But I'm fresher than a motherfucking peppermint

Gold letterman Last King killing shit
Young money Young money yeah we getting rich
Get ya grandmom on my dick (ha ha)
Girl you know what it is

[Hook: 2x]
Rack City bitch Rack-Rack City bitch
Rack City bitch Rack-Rack City bitch
Rack City bitch Rack-Rack City bitch
Ten-ten-ten, twenties, and them fifties bitch

[Verse 2:]
I'm a motherfucking star (star)
Look at the paint on the car (car)
Too much rim make the ride to hard
Tell that bitch hop out, walk the boulevard

I need my money pronto
Get it in the morning like Alonzo
Green got cheese like a nacho
If you ain't got no ass bitch wear poncho

Head hancho got my seat back
Nigga staring at me don't get bapped
Got my shirt off the club too packed
It's too turnt going up like gas

Goddamn pulled out my rags
Mike-Mike Jackson nigga young bad
T-t-t-tatted up on my back
All the hoes love me you know what it is

[Hook: 2x]
Rack City bitch Rack-Rack City bitch
Rack City bitch Rack-Rack City bitch
Rack City bitch Rack-Rack City bitch
Ten-ten-ten, twenties, and them fifties bitch

[Outro: 2x]
Throwing hunnids-hunnids
Hunnids-hunnids
Throwing hunnids-hunnids
Rack-Rack City bitch Rack-Rack City bitch
Hunnids-hunnids
Throwing hunndids-hunnids
Rack-Rack City bitch Rack-Rack City bitch