More songs by slayr
Description
Mastering Engineer, Lyricist, Associated Performer, Composer, Producer, Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer: slayr
Producer: Prettifun
Lyrics and translation
Original
Woo, woo, woo, woo. Say. Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo.
Racks, that's a minimum. Racks, that's a minimum. Racks, that's a minimum.
Racks, think I'm missing 'em.
Facts, cannot hear with 'em. I don't think I feel with 'em.
Why would we depend on 'em? I don't think I deal with 'em. Saying the goats in the building.
Saying the goats in the building.
Coupe, man, swerve like I'm Post whipping the- Coupe, man, swerve like I'm Post whipping the- Color red, blood red. Do, do you see my shirt?
Me and
Twinn, we building this shit up like Phineas and Ferb.
Th-this shit fun as fuck. I live my life and still can't show my worth.
Ge-get it dark, make sure I see the light before it all get worse. Say, I be hiding a bitch.
Niggas know I'ma ride with this bitch. Let's go. Kobe on him, I'm cocking this bitch.
All that yapping, it do not mean nothing to me. Say. She heard a song and she know that I'm coming.
She wanna get some of the cheese. Say.
And I got it so bunny, I know that I told you that I was just fucking with ease. Say.
All my niggas, yeah, we staying tease. All my niggas, yeah, we staying locked. Say.
Know what's up with a shout out to Lock. She come over, that pussy get popped. Say.
All these niggas is taking my spot. I done changed, I moved out the block. Yeah.
You know I'm banging like rock. Yeah. Oochie zoomy, your friend is my buck. Yeah.
Got the zoovies from serving the cat. Yeah. Tutti frutti, my check up a slash. Yeah.
Off your booty, just kicked off your ass. Yeah. Off your booty, just kicked off your ass. Yeah.
Ain't got nothing but love for your boo. Yeah. Every day, I ain't seeing mood.
Yeah. And this hate might be the truth. Yeah. I be late, I know I'm due.
Racks, that's a minimum. Racks, that's a minimum. Racks, that's a minimum.
Racks, think I'm missing 'em. Racks, that's a minimum. Racks, that's a minimum.
Racks, that's a minimum. Racks, think I'm missing 'em. Facts, cannot hear with 'em. I don't think
I feel with 'em. Why would we depend on 'em? I don't think I deal with 'em.
Saying the goats in the building. Saying the goats in the building.
Coupe, man, swerve like I'm Post whipping the- Coupe, man, swerve like I'm Post whipping the- Color red, blood red. Do, do you see my shirt?
Me and Twinn, we building this shit up like Phineas and Ferb. Th-this shit fun as fuck.
I live my life and still can't show my worth. Ge-get it dark, make sure I see the light before it all get worse.
Saying the goats in the building. Big Bag.
Trapping. Yeah.