C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, ha ha ha, ah, hell naw man
Chasing racks, that shit been on my mind, lil Q can't go back broke
Niggas hate me, tried to count me out, but lil Q kept his hope I'm on the rise
There's pain inside my eyes, the addys keep me focused
Middle child, but I ran up them racks like I been here the longest
Sipping green, I doubled all my cups, I named the pint LaForest
Diss them R's and run up out of luck, the Drake like, where you going
Nigga diss me, I won't even say nothing, just pop up and show him
Posting all these racks, but you in debt, and I know that you owe them
Down the road and you diss on the gang, I call my bro to pour him
Niggas broke as f*ck, ain't got no money, stuck in one spot, poor them
You can't call my bluff, I'm in a trap with rod, we serving snow caps on the run
These niggas can't catch up, them R's been running laps
Push the Vin got switch inside the Vin, Man 12, Ass might get clapped
Talk in person, Q been on a run
I still been rapping, trapping, niggas capping
Come up out that crib, stop all that f*cking camping
Gucci chrome, amiri on my soles, they know Lil' Q been having
I'm the PG, dish it to the bros, of course Lil' Q gon' pass it
Racks inside my jacket, try to rob me
You gon' earn your casket, niggas ain't bout nothing
On the bench, the f*ck you is a mascot
Pull up on a block and get your weed and leave
This ain't no hangout, bitch, I'm clutching Drake
The clip a C this shit gon' be a bang
I hit a hoe, then put the lil' bitch out
I did a wrong, no doubt, these hoes can talk too much
I wish they hush, lil' bitch, just close your mouth
We got them bags, they coming in and out
Yo, Side, be seeing droughts
Chasing racks, that shit been on my mind
Lil' Q can't go back broke
Niggas hate me, try to count me out
But Lil' Q kept his hope, I'm on the rise
There's pain inside my eyes, the addys keep me focused
Middle child, but I ran up them racks like I been here the longest
Sipping green, I doubled all my cups
I named the paint Lil' Forrest
Diss them R's and run up out of luck
The Drake like, where you going
Nigga diss me, I won't even say nothing
Just pop up and show him, posting all these racks
But you in debt and I know that you owe them
Lil Q - Chasing Racks Lyrics
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C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, ha ha ha, ah, hell naw man
Chasing racks, that shit been on my mind, lil Q can't go back broke
Niggas hate me, tried to count me out, but lil Q kept his hope I'm on the rise
There's pain inside my eyes, the addys keep me focused
Middle child, but I ran up them racks like I been here the longest
Sipping green, I doubled all my cups, I named the pint LaForest
Diss them R's and run up out of luck, the Drake like, where you going
Nigga diss me, I won't even say nothing, just pop up and show him
Posting all these racks, but you in debt, and I know that you owe them
Down the road and you diss on the gang, I call my bro to pour him
Niggas broke as f*ck, ain't got no money, stuck in one spot, poor them
You can't call my bluff, I'm in a trap with rod, we serving snow caps on the run
These niggas can't catch up, them R's been running laps
Push the Vin got switch inside the Vin, Man 12, Ass might get clapped
Talk in person, Q been on a run
I still been rapping, trapping, niggas capping
Come up out that crib, stop all that f*cking camping
Gucci chrome, amiri on my soles, they know Lil' Q been having
I'm the PG, dish it to the bros, of course Lil' Q gon' pass it
Racks inside my jacket, try to rob me
You gon' earn your casket, niggas ain't bout nothing
On the bench, the f*ck you is a mascot
Pull up on a block and get your weed and leave
This ain't no hangout, bitch, I'm clutching Drake
The clip a C this shit gon' be a bang
I hit a hoe, then put the lil' bitch out
I did a wrong, no doubt, these hoes can talk too much
I wish they hush, lil' bitch, just close your mouth
We got them bags, they coming in and out
Yo, Side, be seeing droughts
Chasing racks, that shit been on my mind
Lil' Q can't go back broke
Niggas hate me, try to count me out
But Lil' Q kept his hope, I'm on the rise
There's pain inside my eyes, the addys keep me focused
Middle child, but I ran up them racks like I been here the longest
Sipping green, I doubled all my cups
I named the paint Lil' Forrest
Diss them R's and run up out of luck
The Drake like, where you going
Nigga diss me, I won't even say nothing
Just pop up and show him, posting all these racks
But you in debt and I know that you owe them
Chasing racks, that shit been on my mind, lil Q can't go back broke
Niggas hate me, tried to count me out, but lil Q kept his hope I'm on the rise
There's pain inside my eyes, the addys keep me focused
Middle child, but I ran up them racks like I been here the longest
Sipping green, I doubled all my cups, I named the pint LaForest
Diss them R's and run up out of luck, the Drake like, where you going
Nigga diss me, I won't even say nothing, just pop up and show him
Posting all these racks, but you in debt, and I know that you owe them
Down the road and you diss on the gang, I call my bro to pour him
Niggas broke as f*ck, ain't got no money, stuck in one spot, poor them
You can't call my bluff, I'm in a trap with rod, we serving snow caps on the run
These niggas can't catch up, them R's been running laps
Push the Vin got switch inside the Vin, Man 12, Ass might get clapped
Talk in person, Q been on a run
I still been rapping, trapping, niggas capping
Come up out that crib, stop all that f*cking camping
Gucci chrome, amiri on my soles, they know Lil' Q been having
I'm the PG, dish it to the bros, of course Lil' Q gon' pass it
Racks inside my jacket, try to rob me
You gon' earn your casket, niggas ain't bout nothing
On the bench, the f*ck you is a mascot
Pull up on a block and get your weed and leave
This ain't no hangout, bitch, I'm clutching Drake
The clip a C this shit gon' be a bang
I hit a hoe, then put the lil' bitch out
I did a wrong, no doubt, these hoes can talk too much
I wish they hush, lil' bitch, just close your mouth
We got them bags, they coming in and out
Yo, Side, be seeing droughts
Chasing racks, that shit been on my mind
Lil' Q can't go back broke
Niggas hate me, try to count me out
But Lil' Q kept his hope, I'm on the rise
There's pain inside my eyes, the addys keep me focused
Middle child, but I ran up them racks like I been here the longest
Sipping green, I doubled all my cups
I named the paint Lil' Forrest
Diss them R's and run up out of luck
The Drake like, where you going
Nigga diss me, I won't even say nothing
Just pop up and show him, posting all these racks
But you in debt and I know that you owe them
Writer: Quadrellis Bell
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