Yungen - Rack City lyrics

Play Dirty b**h 5 bills for the kicks boy check the Louis catalogue I had to throw that one in cause I don't brag a lot I'm tryna get this chick Anna to my pad If I get this chick Anna in my pad I'm giving an*logue Still on my word play antics k** whatever I cover they can't blank it They say covers don't work that's a f**ing lie Your own tune I'll lick it down I got a cover drive Yeah Fake friends can go to hell cuz They see me doing well they rather see me sell d** I want world love them n**** getting jail love And I ain't got racks but my girl does Don't talk when they see me but they tweet me Indirect and it's sh** it's all neeky Get the twins in for face for being cheeky We touch a bu*ton if a n***** moves sneaky Sneakbo in the set we on the wave Bait as f** so I don't really rave I got a mate that don't care about a grave He's good with the snipes but he's sick with a blade I do me man I say what I feel I ain't involved if it ain't paying the bills They mistake the doing the right thing for keeping it real Put your men in black boy have em preaching your will Only compete with the man in my reflection You see the man in the mirror is my protection f** your selection I'll k** your collection Gotta pa** me underground and you ain't getting no reception They always ask me why I'm moving my hands I'm hear em talking that loose sh** Apologies if that's hands a bit fidgety That's the hand I used to shoot with From the streets boy I still gully creep We all know you sweet stop running up your beak 04 I lost my V to a chick named Paris Now everything in frenchies gets beat