Fastmoney RK - Nobody Knows lyrics

{chorus} Nobody knows Racks in the roof and the flo’ Smokin’ on boof on the low I’m in the booth i got flow I throw the pack on the low She got a rack and got throat I keep her wet like a boat I get respect from the folks Beef with me, i put the tec to your throat Come eat with me, we do not fu*k with the pork Immediately we gon' pull up with the smoke It’s mini-me's every location i go They into me, i cannot fu*k with you hoes They injure me, no i can’t fu*k with a foe She picture me lickin’ her head from hеr toes (huh) I put a chain on my neck and it froze Raw-j gon' diе for respect and they know {verse} Snakes in the grass so i stay on my toes If you see 12 on the block let me know My outfit white so it look like blow My name is raj but they call me xo Ice on my neck and my wrist is gold Lookin’ like i dipped my wrist in snow I cannot fu*k with a b*tch or a hoe Or a skank or a s*ut or a muhfu*kin’ who*e I am a lion a tiger a bear (huh) All of these ni**as is scared I was in trenches and you wasn't there Threesome with b*tches yeah i need a pair I am a g and your man is a square If you want beef then pull up to my lair ni**as talk sh*t but i really don’t care This song is a b*tch and i pull on her hair Life is a b*tch man that sh*t wasn't fair Used to ride buses and skip on the fare ni**as is sweet, man they talkin’ like fairies Trips overseas and i’m takin’ the ferry I want the pussy, she wanna marry This city too big for just one man to carry I am a prince, but my name is not harry She say you boujee, i tell her very {chorus} Nobody knows Racks in the roof and the flo’ Smokin’ on boof on the low I’m in the booth i got flow I throw the pack on the low She got a rack and got throat I keep her wet like a boat I get respect from the folks Beef with me, i put the tec to your throat Come eat with me, we do not fu*k with the pork Immediately we gon' pull up with the smoke It’s mini-me's every location i go They into me, i cannot fu*k with you hoes They injure me, no i can’t fu*k with a foe She picture me lickin’ her head from her toes (huh) I put a chain on my neck and it froze Raw-j gon' die for respect and they know