[Intro : Lil Mosey]
Racks in the middle of both of us (Synchro)
The both of us
Racks in the mi-
Middle of both of us
Yeah
[Chorus: Lil Mosey & GlitchMan]
Racks in the middle of both of us
Walk in the club and we fuck shit up
Green on yo neck, yo chain 30 bucks
Glock seventeen dont get next to us
Big cash, hunnid for shows
Fuck on your bitch yeah she straight out the door
I hit the pharmacy, lean in my throat
Walked in my crib, and she said I'm the goat
Walked out my crib we got twenty some hoes
It’s me and Glitch and JD with the bros
We hopped in the lamb tryin’, we spin it some more
We all got a check on these diamonds, and go (Ay, GlitchMan)
[Verse 1: GlitchMan]
Aye, this the crank shit, fuckin' on your main bitch
Spent two block, I just heard they got a 30 stick
On the block, long trappin' in the mansion now
I with mosey so these hoes ain't get it now
In Miami where the bitches, who gon' pop a weed (Pop a weed)
From the trenches were my mama still rob a chicken
Kick the door, tryna buy my momma fuckin' beans
Stick up, beat the bowl in the damn kitchen
[Verse 2: Yung Boi Rob]
Stick up, blicked up you better duck now
Bitches talk, I don't give a fuck now
I need guap and I need a bust down
Fucking thots, I can't do no love now
I'm to the club in Miami, huh
Lambo truck fucking carried her, huh
Hoes see us winning, drop their panties, huh
Tryna pull up, dropped the addy, huh
Front door out the crib, it got a peep hole
You can't come here, I hear you're not our people
Glock on me you know this bitch is lethal
Now I bussed this bitch, I feel no evil
Knockin' these hoes down, like they was dominos
Baby you gotta go out, say, "Adios"
Don't take it personal, you just gotta go
Don't take it personal, you just gotta go
[Verse 3: Crank]
Shawty wit’ the diamonds, we might move to the hills
I sold that boyfriend, drank with no seal
Bust down my Cartier Piguet, gettin’ chills
Stop all that muggin’, I'm thuggin’ for real
Stop all that clutching, I’m clutching on mills
We goin’ beep-beep, we come through and we steal
Shawn play up, on your Wagon [?]
……………..
Shawty make it rain on a nigga, grab a rain cold
But your whole gang sleep wit' a rainbow
We'll slime a nigga, act like a bankroll
D to the O wood, nigga we the bank bros
In the world, in planet that I can't go
Big foreign hit a 'Xan, make a 10 gold
Disappointed, cause your boy, you don't wanna smoke
JD and Crank get your front door
Never disrespect me, I ain't your daddy
My nigga do drive by, ain't no catties
Pussy boy, pussy boy, you dont want static
Hunnid pieced up in the motherfuckin' mansion
Fucked a thot, kid I, I came over
Choppa gun, hill [?], a Range Rover
Tried the Wok in the truck, did not know
Boy you do this when you speak, when Tom calls
[Verse 4: BandkidJay]
Say JD got these bands, hey yeah
In a 'Rarri switchin' lanes, finna feel ya
Do you feel me, or do you feel me?
Crank man pulled up, leave you empty
20 Yemen, yeah, got me feelin' wealthy
I been eating good stake, eating healthy
[?] lot of bread to Mosey
We was out in late, trappin' all week
[Chorus: Lil Mosey]
Racks in the middle of both of us
Walk in the club and we fuck shit up
Green on yo neck, yo chain 30 bucks
Glock seventeen dont get next to us
Big cash, hunnid for shows
Fuck on your bitch yeah she straight out the door
I hit the pharmacy, lean in my throat
Walked in my crib, and she said I'm the goat
Walked out my crib we got twenty some hoes
It’s me and Glitch and JD with the bros
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