
protect - racks & swag lyrics
ha, bh
i’m in the field with my plastic
my money stretch like elastic
knife on the stick i’m a spastic
and her ass so fat but it’s plastic
brand new coupe but i crashed that
these hoes just want me for my racks and my swag they can’t have that
don’t give a f+ck what you mad at
that hoe that you love i been had that
my pockets big body they fat ass
and this hoe that want me got a fat ass
but i don’t want this hoe i just want the cash
like f+ck it
double cup, i’m sipping this red
stomp out ya buddy then roll up your deads
don’t let this internet get to yo head
if we find out you p+ssy we taking your bread
i feel like a bookworm i’m keeping that lead
huh, i’m sorry i ain’t hear what you said
speak up, what did you say
geeked up, 3.5 to the face
bullets like h+rnets they stinging yo face
she broke my heart so i went to the bank
smoking gary payton know that it stank
arp big as f+ck flip a whole tank
i’m in the field with my plastic
my money stretch like elastic
knife on the stick i’m a spastic
and her ass so fat but it’s plastic
brand new coupe but i crashed that
these hoes just want me for my racks and my swag they can’t have that
don’t give a f+ck what you mad at
that hoe that you love i been had that
my pockets big body they fat ass
and this hoe that want me got a fat ass
but i don’t want this hoe i just want the cash
knock that boy off the map like a smash attack
and you broke now you know what we laughing at
rat n+ggas around me i ain’t having that
took that hoe through the swoop she done
i poured a 4 of the goop, i’m done
she wanna boot, molly in her gums
my twin poured a deuce he ain’t sipping rum
if i see a opp then its redrum
walk down with a glockiana and a drum
can’t cuff no thotiana i ain’t dumb
dc with some wockiana now i’m slumped
my phone, please do not call it
addicted to hooping i’m a ballaholic
we wet up his block like some f+cking hydraulics
twin sipping drank he not no alcoholic
them trenches what you know about it
just smoked a 3.5 so my vision is clouded
ain’t talmat keed brother but you know i got it
i like that louis, i went and bought it
i like that gucci, i went and bought it
i like the chanel, i went and bought it
i like that yves saint laurent so i bought it
your life, i don’t give a f+ck about it
how that hoe feel give a f+ck about it
i don’t wanna talk shut the f+ck up about it
i don’t want that hoe she got stupid mileage
but her brain good i know she went to college
i’m in the field with my plastic
my money stretch like elastic
knife on the stick i’m a spastic
and her ass so fat but it’s plastic
brand new coupe but i crashed that
these hoes just want me for my racks and my swag they can’t have that
don’t give a f+ck what you mad at
that hoe that you love i been had that
my pockets big body they fat ass
and this hoe that want me got a fat ass
but i don’t want this hoe i just want the cash
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