A Test (feat. st4ge1 & DiorSantana)

To much racks on me Your bitch she back on me I ride with the strap only To much swag that I'm riding ghost Your bitch on my dick and I left her a little froze I'm with the gang you know we speeding on go When you ride with me you better stay ten toes Ten toes like you know Bentley ashtray and it's just for the goat They stealing my lines man they stealing my flow To much mud in my cup like a rodeo show Rack racks rack racks I'm chilling with goblin smoking stoney pack I'm emptying the clip I'm filling up the mag I'm getting this money I'm getting up my bag Bando and stager they know that we trap I got Dior Santana I'm making my bag Summer and mimi they know where we at Tido my thug yea he totting the strap Fifi, Kea and Simtha my goats on the map Me and flytt be sipping lean like we down bad Lucy my slime we getting all the racks Blacked out coupe man we tot these tecs Racks racks racks racks Only way is platty placks I got clicks but these cams going to be on my ass These heartbreaks felt like my heart been on some gas My high tech got big checks like DiorSantana But you know we all in a crew You know we be up in the stu We going up in Jimmy Choo These comas they come in a clue Be blowing up out of the blue Fuck these niggas we calm and we cool Yeah yeah yeah Too much racks on me Your bitch she bad homie I got these racks on me Got all these packs holy Got all these bands rolling Yeah yeah yeah Got all these bands on me Got all these packs holy Your bitch she bad homie Yea Your bitch she bad on it Counting money got a whole lotta these racks on me Yea Cannot fuck with a net on me Yea Man I know that nigga is going to rat on me