($quidnice)

Yeah

Trapping

Lemme tell you what I like

Yeah, yeah

I like

Bitch, grrt

I like bad bitches

Hop in the foreign the fast whippin

Pack flippin

Niggas snitchin i dont wanna chat with them

Sleep by myself, carry a stick by myself

GA right under my belt

These hallows be givin em hell

Torch em, scorch em

Lost em, awesome

I put em right in the coffin

Opps in this spliff got me coughin

Red dot, red dot

Thats another dead opp

Givin out headshots, headshots

You dont wanna get dropped

Yall niggas chat for the internet

You dont really bend blocks

You niggas lying for bitches, you dont really get gwuap

Trap like the store, do you wanna shop

Got the whole kitchen smellin like roc

I been trappin i cannot stop, yeah

Do whatever for the gwuap

I get a lot, came from the bottom

Now i got more money nigga more problems

Yea we got a couple Glocks and we got revovlvers

If you spin we gon spin back nigga call it karma

(917 Rackz)

My videos lit ain't no dissin on features

My white skin color was the only feautre

Been scoring, the boys on my ass

I might go to the benches

The bleachers still flockin at caps [?]

They trynna grab gang like the hype beasts with sneakers

Im rackz the shot caller just follow the leader

Give shots like a doctor, so follow procedures

Still servin QP's like im paying the meter, we got em

I hope you keepin it on you try spinning on [?] like he hit you, im calling that karma

Squid he still trap by his lonely, i serve by my doley

We still livin life with no problems

Nina she got me, she horny

[? ] protect me no condom

Yeah i got all of this weed on me

You know im rackz, im the bloody super slimey goblin

Uh, uh, rackz, rackz

Stop talking bout spinning and spin

Nail to the cross if he dissing again

Forever be sinning and sinning

He wanna act about making him lean

Im with Trippy, keep sipping and sipping

Told you already we got Glocks with beams

Just like ya bitch, i be hitting and hitting