BenjiCold - 4rackz

{intro: benjicold}
Yeah, yeah, let’s go, yeah

{chorus: benjicold}
I get the racks, i get the racks
Shawty she tryna fuck on me for the racks
I get that money, i do it like that
She wanna come to crib i’m like “nah”
All of my niggas been high of a pound
My nigga just flipped a brick for a pound
Bet the nigga is stupid, a bitch and a clown
Uh, that nigga really a bozo
Rappin’ so easy, i rap with my eyes closed
I woke up (?...), lil bitch, fix a pothole
(?...) like a pothole

{verse 1: benjicold}
That nigga talkin’ that shit, he an asshole
Oh why? when these niggas like bezos
Do it like that, do it like that
She do it like that, that bitch is a rat
I hit up that cat, i’m doin’ a drag
My bitch is (?...), she go both ways
But she givе me top, she give mе toupee
She gave me that k, like a (?...)
She give me that wock’, give me that wock
Gon’ pour up that drank, he pour up that wock
I’m (?...) this shit, i can’t even talk
He (?...), he got a big glock
That nigga my son, that nigga call me pops
(?...), and he built like pops
And the nigga talkin’ shit, eating ass (?...)
He don’t fuck with that nigga, cut him like a tiktok

{verse 2: slump6s}
I put that coupe by the other, just got me a car
Hunnid k in the bank, i don’t need me a job
But i don’t think the coupe fit in the garage
Your money small while you talking to me, money large
Tatted up bitch, and she think i own a guitar
She wanna see me and i told that bitch “i’m too far”
Seventeen and i could buy a planet, i’ma buy mars
Can’t stop for that girl, cause you know they ain’t ours
I get that (?...) by myself, i ain’t do chores
By la, i might just fuck on your whore
We do not know, you, we do not know (?...)
She eat me like tofu, she said she can’t take it anymore
(?...), little bitch gonna score
(?...), bitch i’m just finna ignore
What’s that (?...), i don’t wanna hear it anymore
Call me a christian (?...), she ain’t a sinner anymore
They want me, i get it, honestly i would prolly want me too
Said i wouldn’t but i did it, get your (?...), happy to meet you
Hunnid round drum to your (?...), gotta keep it tucked, (?...)
I fuck your hoe, forget it, (?...) hoe in a minute

Non-lyrical vocals

{verse 3: benjicold}
My nigga just got the pistol
We gon blow at your mental
My nigga pull off in a rental
These diamonds they shine, dental
Nigga get back, we pull off in trucks

{chorus: benjicold}
I get the racks, i get the racks
Shawty she tryna fuck on me for the racks
I get that money, i do it like that
She wanna come to crib i’m like “nah”
All of my niggas been high of a pound
My nigga just flipped a brick for a pound
Bet the nigga is stupid, a bitch and a clown
Uh, that nigga really a bozo
Rappin’ so easy, i rap with my eyes closed
I woke up (?...), lil bitch, fix a pothole
(?...) like a pothole d-dkanee