Vanity - Racks Lyrics

She wants to know her stuff, she wants to know her things
I'm really trying to decide if I should put down a drink
She talk about Capullo, she wanna link
Lost sight looking down her head like ink, ink

All these bitches wanna f*ck on me, me
I f*ck up on that bitch, she kick her up like I'm Bruce Lee
Bitches get static like a TV
I told mama I made it ,I'm on that big screen

I told mama I made im on the big screen, yeah I'm on that big screen
I grab a gun and I smoke it off the wing
That bitch crazy as f*ck, I told her leave
And she put all the blame on me, me

Headed over to the CBD, more ketamine on that PCP
Getting high every day of the week, I get geek, geek, geek
Ever since she got out of my life, I've become green, green, green
Your money like Mikey Bowles, my money like Yao Ming, Ming

Like J's and a giant V
I make her pussy wet like creek
F*ckin' that bitch, she start speaking different languages, she Vietnamese
She did it, she really a freak

He said, what's that blue in my pocket
I said, that's all that comes out me
She said, I'm doing good, oh my God, she extrovert for me
Loving that man, I f*ck him, I promise you, he really keeps me at peace

You said you'd tell the truth, but you don't tell the truth, you don't keep peace
I got these hunnids all on me
I got these hunnids all on me