LASER

Getting racks, getting racks, getting racks. Racks in the bank, getting racks. And I spend racks on this pack. All black riding 'round in the 'lac. Coughing, they don't even say nothing, rotting. Popping molly or Percocet, Oxy. I got a lot of cash. Blue in the face like I'm asphyxiated. Think you getting paid but you ain't really getting Racks. The chopper got a beam and I think It's a laser tag. She asking me, "What do you see in me?" I just need the W, I'm 'bout to leave With V. And I could take your bitch and You won't even see her leave. Taking all these drugs, it's shrooms and LSD. And you could lose your life for saying anything To me. I done lost my mind and I'm Thinking about... Getting racks, Getting racks, getting racks. Racks in the bank, getting Racks. And I spend racks on this Pack. All black riding 'round in the 'lac. Getting racks, getting Racks, getting racks. Racks in the bank, getting Racks. And I spend racks on this pack. All black riding 'round in the 'lac.