Yung Mal - Phonebook lyrics

[Yung Mal] Too many racks in the skinnies, it won't work Mama looking for me, I was stuck in the streets But I didn't have no time for no homework I had to get all that weed, ain't no time for no freaks But I'd rather go pick up that chrome first How you gon' handle your business, you all in my business n***a please, go handle your own first Ayy pa** me them keys, I hop in that b**h and I skrrt Too many racks, this sh** like a phonebook Too many bales, this sh** fill a home up Beat too many cases, the narcs still on us Got too much sauce, f** around get your ho took Too many racks, this sh** like a phonebook Too many bales, this sh** fill a home up Beat too many cases, the narcs still on us Got too much sauce, f** around get your hopes up [Lil Quill] I'm having too many racks in these skinnies You broke, you act crippled, tryna get some cat for some pennies All I stroked on throwin' was them a** and them titties She a twerker, she shake that a** for a living You a worker, you can compare how we living It's a vert, no it didn't come with no ceiling Pop a perc, but no it wasn't prescription Banana clip, but it didn't come with no peeling Had to go handle your business, you all in your feelings You tripping, better go stack you some riches Talking 'bout what you gon' do when you get you a bag But you keep on worrying about these b**hes Just hit my n***as in Memphis, they gon' pull up with them semis And let that sh** go 'til it's empty Just hit my n***as in Texas They gon' pull up with them bags then I gotta bless 'em [Yung Mal] Too many racks in the skinnies, it won't work Mama looking for me, I was stuck in the streets But I didn't have no time for no homework I had to get all that weed, ain't no time for no freaks But I'd rather go pick up that chrome first How you gon' handle your business, you all in my business n***a please, go handle your own first Ayy pa** me them keys, I hop in that b**h and I skrrt Too many racks, this sh** like a phonebook Too many bales, this sh** fill a home up Beat too many cases, the narcs still on us Got too much sauce, f** around get your ho took Too many racks, this sh** like a phonebook Too many bales, this sh** fill a home up Beat too many cases, the narcs still on us Got too much sauce, f** around get your hopes up [Yung Mal] Got too many racks in the skinnies, it won't work You ride the label for free, wanna sit on your a** But me, I get that cash first I got blue hundreds on me and I want me some more And I'm sleep, 'cause I need a bag first Thirty tail on the beam, Mr. 2-17 Add it up, bet it make the gla** burst I'm smoking cookie lil n***a, don't pa** me no dirty Hundred ten wrapped tight, this sh** like a phonebook Racks on top of racks, this sh** like a pileup Dab on top of dab, they eating the style up I hop in the foreign, I'm boosting the miles up My diamonds dancing, came straight out the shower New Gucci gla**es and it came with the flowers Jump every line, we don't wait in no crowds You ain't gettin' no cash then you out of bounds [Yung Mal] Too many racks in the skinnies, it won't work Mama looking for me, I was stuck in the streets But I didn't have no time for no homework I had to get all that weed, ain't no time for no freaks But I'd rather go pick up that chrome first How you gon' handle your business, you all in my business n***a please, go handle your own first Ayy pa** me them keys, I hop in that b**h and I skrrt Too many racks, this sh** like a phonebook Too many bales, this sh** fill a home up Beat too many cases, the narcs still on us Got too much sauce, f** around get your ho took Too many racks, this sh** like a phonebook Too many bales, this sh** fill a home up Beat too many cases, the narcs still on us Got too much sauce, f** around get your hopes up