CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Racks In My Visa
N***as want me to fall off why you in a rush
Always gon' be in my prime like a minister
Pull up on me n***a hit the perimeter
City of sin finna be something sinister
Amateur n***as get hit with the finisher
Strapped wit that Glock like my name Yac Dillinger - b*t*h
Why the f**k you wanna play with me?
I make what I believe happen you make believe, you fake to me
You ain't real
Pop me a n***a and pick up the chain like a tag I'm confirming that kill
I'm in the jungle I feel like its Black Ops 1 I might cop a Galil
I feel like Asap Rocky in 2012 cuz a n***a too trill
N***as is b*t*hеs they ain't finna step to the platе they gon' run for the hills
I got a gun in my pocket I bet if I pull this b*t*h out you’ll feel
She got a tongue that keep moving this b*t*h put my body in shock like a eel
Shotty in c*ck that’s a body in plot
That’s a whole lot of cops tryna see what’s the deal
That’s a whole lot of piggies on bag of my bumper
This b*t*h keep calling she back on my number
I feel like Shaq how these n***as keep hacking but somehow I manage to still keep on dunking, aye
Smoking on woods like a beaver
I know she a hoe yeah that’s why I mistreat her
Aye, we got the smoke if you need it my gang pull up shootin' like Trevor Ariza
I really body a n***a the feds did a sweep found yo' head in my freezer
I'm really high than a b*t*h cop a 4 of that p*ss drop it dead in my liter
I'm really tired of n***as I catch me a opp put his a** in a sleeper
I ain't gotta flex too much
N***as flex too much
Got them racks in my visa
Always gon' be in my prime like a minister
Pull up on me n***a hit the perimeter
City of sin finna be something sinister
Amateur n***as get hit with the finisher
Strapped wit that Glock like my name Yac Dillinger - b*t*h
Why the f**k you wanna play with me?
I make what I believe happen you make believe, you fake to me
You ain't real
Pop me a n***a and pick up the chain like a tag I'm confirming that kill
I'm in the jungle I feel like its Black Ops 1 I might cop a Galil
I feel like Asap Rocky in 2012 cuz a n***a too trill
N***as is b*t*hеs they ain't finna step to the platе they gon' run for the hills
I got a gun in my pocket I bet if I pull this b*t*h out you’ll feel
She got a tongue that keep moving this b*t*h put my body in shock like a eel
Shotty in c*ck that’s a body in plot
That’s a whole lot of cops tryna see what’s the deal
That’s a whole lot of piggies on bag of my bumper
This b*t*h keep calling she back on my number
I feel like Shaq how these n***as keep hacking but somehow I manage to still keep on dunking, aye
Smoking on woods like a beaver
I know she a hoe yeah that’s why I mistreat her
Aye, we got the smoke if you need it my gang pull up shootin' like Trevor Ariza
I really body a n***a the feds did a sweep found yo' head in my freezer
I'm really high than a b*t*h cop a 4 of that p*ss drop it dead in my liter
I'm really tired of n***as I catch me a opp put his a** in a sleeper
I ain't gotta flex too much
N***as flex too much
Got them racks in my visa
