RACK ATTACK

By Surf

Released on April 8, 2021

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[Intro]

Damn Jame, you go crazy


[Verse]

Woah, robbin' these niggas, not talkin' 'bout jeans

Niggas be talkin' but talkin' is cheap

I make a jump in this bitch, trampoline

Flew to L.A., I be back in a week (Yeah)

I got a bitch in the A on the low

Laugh to the bank like it's makin' a joke (Ha)

I was down bad, had my back on the ropes (Yeah)

Strippin' him down when I'm wavin' the pole (Yeah)

They wanna ride on my back when I blow

Sellin' this dope 'til I'm sellin' out shows

I did it all without sellin' my soul (Yeah)

Pickin' him out like that boy was a 'fro (Yeah)

Too many hoes that be callin' my phone (Woah)

Countin' this money be turnin' me on

I'm gettin' dressed, I gеt fly like a drone

I know I'm a dog, bitch, I need me a bonе

YSL denim, it's Dior cologne

Too many bitches be doin' me wrong

Just keep it official, don't fuck with my feelings, I really be wishin' they'd leave me alone

It feel like the Matrix, I'm killin' my clones

I feel like an alien, send me back home

Yeah, these niggas be cappin', they say they got money

They say be with it, but really they don't

I'm goin' crazy, I'm back in the ward

I'm goin' crazy, my mind is at war

I got a problem with fuckin' these whores

I hit it once and I'm leavin' her sore

I'm gettin' money, I might buy a Porsche

I give it to God, I be praisin' the Lord

I got a thing for the Honda Accords

Pushin' myself, not going back poor

My daddy want him a Vet

I had to grind, had to earn my respect

Hit after hit, I could play for Mets

Niggas want beef, I be like "Bet"

Ha bitch, keep me a stick (Stick)

I put the gang on my back 'til we rich

Stackin' my money, I build it like bricks

I'm finna shoot, better pray that I miss

I need a rack attack

They tryna say that I'm gone, I'm back

Pop me a Xan, I'ma fade to black

You never seen me a day I lack, yeah (Ha-ha)

Rockin' Chanel, I'll give 'em hell

I had to put a lil' dope on the scale

I got a couple lil' niggas in jail

Boy, you a bitch and I really can tell, huh, yeah

New Kel-Tec, bitch I'm a king, I move like chess

Payin' with cash, can't do no debt

I need a milli', can't do no less, yeah