21 Savage - Racks In My Pocket lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 21 Savage b!tch Ricky Racks [Hook/Chorus] I got racks in my pocket I got racks in my Racks in my pocket I got racks in my pocket Racks in my pocket I got racks in my pocket Racks in my pocket I got racks in my pocket Got it I keep a Glock in my pocket n!gga 21 I keep a Glock in my pocket n!gga 21 I keep them racks in my pocket I keep that Glock in my pocket I keep the racks in my pocket, 21 [Verse] Yeah I’m in the kitchen n!gga scraping bowls, savage I’m in the hotel fvcking hoes, savage I count up blue hundreds n!gga, yeah-yeah I hang around with real gunners n!gga 21, savage n!gga’ll hot bun a n!gga, ya digg? Thumbing through them racks, thumbing n!gga, ya digg? Bombing sh!t like Osama n!gga 21, ran off on a n!gga momma n!gga 21, I fvck n!ggas sisters Then they get dismisssed I can’t cuff a b!tch All I do is fvck these hoes Kick them to the curb Pull up on a country n!gga Pull a pistol, take his fvckin bird, ya digg? b!tch, I don’t let a n!gga dig it I know that these b!tches dig it I got two b!tches kissing I’m in the kitchen Yeah, scraping bowls, n!gga washing dishes 21, I’m a boss n!gga you a peasant 21, I’m boss and n!gga you a peasant Glock .40 on me with the hollow tips Send a fvck n!gga straight to Heaven Hah, freestyle, all I do is freestyle 21, Nick Cannon cause a young n!gga wild 21, nah n!gga this ain’t no motherfvcking cla** 21, run up on me, get shot in the eye 21, Rollie on me cause like 30 thousand, ya digg? Got your b!tch snorting coke on a mountain, ya digg? I be higher than Stone Mountain, ya digg? b!tch I’m high like Stone Mountain, ya digg? Diamonds in my watch like Stone Mountain, yeah Them rocks big b!tch my Glock big The cop big The car big I’m a star b!tch Hot New Hip Hop, b!tch I got a hot new Glock Got a hot new pot Cooking crack, cooking crack Free Slime [?] cause he coming back Free [?] cause he coming back Run off with your money, ain’t coming back Boy you know that sh!t gone Boy you know you adding wrong Boy you know my money long And my b!tch hair long And my swisha blunt strong And my car go fast And I smoke a lot of gas I don’t sell a lot of swag But I got a lot of swag And I spend a lot of cash Yeah, hit the gas, hit the gas, smash off Huh, hit her from the back and took her a** off b!tch you know I like to cash out N!gga know I like to cash out b!tch I get it in the cash out I’m in New York with the Slaughter Gang b!tch you know we like to slaughter things We don’t want to fvck on your main We just wanna fvck your side b!tch You know I got a side b!tch And I keep me about five b!tch And I [?] like a vibe b!tch Smoking weed, I know a n!gga feel the vibe b!tch Yeah, 21