where the racks at - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Keyblade)

(Remember?)

(zoot)

(Rated N for NOVA)

Put the racks in the bag 'til it's fillin' up (Go)

Baby, I got cash for your ass, watch you throw it back (Go)

Up the blicky, he insane, got him runnin' laps (Go)

Bitch, I'm number one, lil' nigga, you the one in last (Wait, damn)

I'm gon' fuck your bitch and I ain't cummin' fast (Go)

Like a dumbass in class, we gon' do him bad

These bitches love me after sex, they be like, "Who is that?"

If you shoot, then I'm shootin' back

I was buggin', I can't go back (Go)

Make all the bankroll (Go), you lackin', but I can't fold

.45 on the hip, make that boy lay low

And my money light as fuck, my wallet can't fold

Jump out the trap, that's what I do, I can't lack

[Chorus: Zootzie & Nettspend]

Put the racks in the bag 'til it's fillin' up (Go)

Baby, I got cash for your ass, watch you throw it back (Go)

Up the blicky, he insane, got him runnin' laps

Bitch, I'm number one, lil' nigga, you thе one in last (Wait, damn, go)

I'm gon' fuck your bitch and I ain't cummin' fast (Go, can't go to class, yeah)

Like a dumbass in class, wе gon' do him bad (Yeah, we gon' do him bad)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, this dick saggin' in my pants

Yeah, she keep tryna take my pants down

I do not care about that bitch, I'm gettin' racks now

I'm gettin' stacks, gettin' bands, bands now

And they wanna know how, but they don't know, uh

Said I'll never know how 'cause we won't show them

Yeah, I'm in ATL with jt

I think I need to pop a Perc', I'm fallin' back to sleep

I'm dealin' with some truancy, I said, "I'm half awake"

I don't even think my dukes know I'm out of state

Tell my brother, "Don't even stress 'cause we gon' get them"

When we was young, we was just jumpin' fences, get down

Now I'm sayin', "Get down, hold the strap up, give me all your loot, give me all your loot"

You're gonna salute to the Nett because the Nett was born to shoot

I told my brother, "Get home early, I can't see you in the news"

I said, "Shout out to my dukes, on thirteen row, we keep a tool"

Yeah, Jay gon' spin some shit, he rockin' real expensive shoes

We up and up woke in the Rich', if I'm gon' sip, I sip the script

And, yeah, I grew up in the Rich', but I don't know if they my friends

But I'm gettin' to them racks, I think they wanna be my friends