"rack4rack" lyrics
Tommy Ice & guardin Lyrics
(feat. Kennedyxoxo)
[Tommy Ice:]
Yung Castor
Tommy, that's fire
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Fuck with shawty, but she wasn't on my wave, yeah
I've been travelin' a little bit, I'm been gettin' paid, yeah
Throwin' racks around for me, that shit gon' give you pain
Said she hate me 'cause I never post her on my page, yeah
I-I-I, bitch, I still think about you
Yeah, I think I would die if I wasn't 'bout you
It's like I'm gettin' to the bag now and it's without you
It's like I'm gettin' to the racks now that I'm without you, ah
[Kennedyxoxo:]
We go rack for rack, you would be ashamed
I go back to back like Jordan back in '98
And that boy chirping from the bleachers, some things never change
But I heard money talks right now, I can't hear a thing
'Cause I got a battalion, so you better come get your mans
Think my boys was Italian, they always talkin' with they hands
That boy is a groupie, but me too, the way I follow bands
If you heard his music, you woulda knew that he's my biggest fan
[Tommy Ice:]
Fuck with shawty, but she wasn't on my wave, yeah
I've been travelin' a little bit, I'm been gettin' paid, yeah
Throwin' racks around for me, that shit gon' give you pain
Said she hate me 'cause I never post her on my page, yeah
I-I-I, bitch, I still think about you
Yeah, I think I would die if I wasn't 'bout you
It's like I'm gettin' to the bag now and it's without you
It's like I'm gettin' to the racks now that I'm without you, ah
[guardin:]
She don't know what she wants and I don't really know either
We just flowin' around and gettin' burned like a fever
I'ma pack up the whip and we can trip to wherever
The location don't matter when you and I are together
If I press too much, let me know
I confess, these racks I'ma blow
On some polo burns and some grow
Smoke that cat piss back 'til I glow
I'm a soldier
Buffalos best come pressed on my shoulder
Duffel backpack to the brim with some clover
If I fall back on this shit then it's over
[Tommy Ice:]
Fuck with shawty, but she wasn't on my wave, yeah
I've been travelin' a little bit, I'm been gettin' paid, yeah
Throwin' racks around for me, that shit gon' give you pain
Said she hate me 'cause I never post her on my page, yeah
I-I-I, bitch, I still think about you
Yeah, I think I would die if I wasn't 'bout you
It's like I'm gettin' to the bag now and it's without you
It's like I'm gettin' to the racks now that I'm without you, ah
Yung Castor
Tommy, that's fire
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Fuck with shawty, but she wasn't on my wave, yeah
I've been travelin' a little bit, I'm been gettin' paid, yeah
Throwin' racks around for me, that shit gon' give you pain
Said she hate me 'cause I never post her on my page, yeah
I-I-I, bitch, I still think about you
Yeah, I think I would die if I wasn't 'bout you
It's like I'm gettin' to the bag now and it's without you
It's like I'm gettin' to the racks now that I'm without you, ah
[Kennedyxoxo:]
We go rack for rack, you would be ashamed
I go back to back like Jordan back in '98
And that boy chirping from the bleachers, some things never change
But I heard money talks right now, I can't hear a thing
'Cause I got a battalion, so you better come get your mans
Think my boys was Italian, they always talkin' with they hands
That boy is a groupie, but me too, the way I follow bands
If you heard his music, you woulda knew that he's my biggest fan
[Tommy Ice:]
Fuck with shawty, but she wasn't on my wave, yeah
I've been travelin' a little bit, I'm been gettin' paid, yeah
Throwin' racks around for me, that shit gon' give you pain
Said she hate me 'cause I never post her on my page, yeah
I-I-I, bitch, I still think about you
Yeah, I think I would die if I wasn't 'bout you
It's like I'm gettin' to the bag now and it's without you
It's like I'm gettin' to the racks now that I'm without you, ah
[guardin:]
She don't know what she wants and I don't really know either
We just flowin' around and gettin' burned like a fever
I'ma pack up the whip and we can trip to wherever
The location don't matter when you and I are together
If I press too much, let me know
I confess, these racks I'ma blow
On some polo burns and some grow
Smoke that cat piss back 'til I glow
I'm a soldier
Buffalos best come pressed on my shoulder
Duffel backpack to the brim with some clover
If I fall back on this shit then it's over
[Tommy Ice:]
Fuck with shawty, but she wasn't on my wave, yeah
I've been travelin' a little bit, I'm been gettin' paid, yeah
Throwin' racks around for me, that shit gon' give you pain
Said she hate me 'cause I never post her on my page, yeah
I-I-I, bitch, I still think about you
Yeah, I think I would die if I wasn't 'bout you
It's like I'm gettin' to the bag now and it's without you
It's like I'm gettin' to the racks now that I'm without you, ah
