Latin Hustle - Racks Freestyle lyrics

[Hook] Got campaign going so bomb Getting brain while I'm with your mom f** b**hes when your dick this long Real street rapper ain't no joke We at the top, only place we belong OJ, iced tea, patron Smoking hundred dollar worth of strong Tha Youth bout to hear this song Got racks on racks on racks, racks Racks on racks on racks, racks Racks on racks on racks, racks My cack's on top of a**, a** You can't just push me down, eight-track You'll get f**ed up, just like fake rap These ain't f*gget punchlines, Ludacris Got collars on your a**, cause you a b**h Times are hard, but I'm harder Ph.D in rhymes, flows like Harvard Never gave a f**, so b**hes chase me Sometimes I get dirty, but I stay clean Tricks are for kids, so I get treats Model broads, I'm in deep Gat co*ked back, don't bring out my ill will f**ed up a rapper before and I still will Catch me riding dirty as f**, old cleats Freezing these listeners, cold beats Catch me in your mouth, so sweet On the table, all white, Cocaine me Rocks on rocks on rocks Rocks on rocks on rocks Filling up notebooks, literature f**ing up old crooks, ligature Sick rhymes, should be hospitalized Only the truth, never catch me spitting lies Dope sh**, watch me mainstream Sex sh**, I watch your woman scream Cold sh**, got fire, I mean steam Only getting started up, so you know what I mean