Ricoe - Racks In Lyrics

(All of my youngins they reckless)
I get the racks in
Count up them bands then I blow it
Bitch I'm the shit and you know it
All my soldiers they follow my orders
I used to sleep on a mattress
Down on the floor it was cold and
In my head I was mentally broken
I told Tony to watch while he over
All of my youngins they reckless
Talk on my name and they blowin'
They some heaven sent demons I know this
Stayed 10 toes when nobody else noticed
I made that bread on the back end
And I had some niggas they folded
It ain't faze me that shit off my shoulders
Fuck them niggas I tried and I told them

I grew up round felons so ain't no talkin' ain't no tellin'
Or foenem gon' send you to heaven I shot my first gun at 11
I was just a shorty but that's how it is in them trenches
And they all tried to hoe me cuz they was a little ahead
And now I'm the one setting the records
And 2019 it was golden
But next year in 20Money I'm applying the pressure
And I had to trap out the hotbox
Monty was driving cuz I wasn't age for my L's
Packed it up in the closest
Then I took it to the south and I whipped it just like it's rotel
Got a whole lot of options
All these bitches want to fuck me but they too bougie for hotels
And I don't plan on stopping
Told them sorry for the waiting but I rather show you then tell

I get the racks in
Count up them bands then I blow it
Bitch I'm the shit and you know it
All my soldiers they follow my orders
I used to sleep on a mattress
Down on the floor it was cold and
In my head I was mentally broken
I told Tony to watch while he over
All of my youngins they reckless
Talk on my name and they blowin'
They some heaven sent demons I know this
Stayed 10 toes when nobody else noticed
I made that bread on the back end
And I had some niggas they folded
It ain't faze me that shit off my shoulders
Fuck them niggas I tried and I told them

And I get them racks now I got used to then sack now
And I ain't the type to just sit in the background
Got to get to the bag now
And I'm Monty cousin so boy I won't back down
Hope them boys got yo back now
I was down on my ass with my shoulders and back down
Got the bread now I'm back now
And shorty want me to blow her back in
I'm from the streets where we wack shit
None of my niggas is lackin'
Whole lot of nights we ain't have shit
I do this shit with no practice
Tell all the opps that them lil niggas off of the avenue
They doing stats bitch
Fuck round and got all the racks in.

I get the racks in
Count up them bands then I blow it
Bitch I'm the shit and you know it
All my soldiers they follow my orders
I used to sleep on a mattress
Down on the floor it was cold and
In my head I was mentally broken
I told Tony to watch while he over
All of my youngins they reckless
Talk on my name and they blowin'
They some heaven sent demons I know this
Stayed 10 toes when nobody else noticed
I made that bread on the back end
And I had some niggas they folded
It ain't faze me that shit off my shoulders
Fuck them niggas I tried and I told them