Young Lyric Big Racks Lyrics

Intro:
Designer shoes, designer bag, you ain't seen or had
Its clear to see why these bitches mad, they mad cuz i got

Hook:
Big Racks, big facts, these bitches big cap
Big wack, Keep on talkin get ya shit snatched
Outta date hoes needa catch up i been did that
Ian trippin on no hoe I step on bitches like a doormat

Verse1;
Everytime we f*ck i give a excellent performance
Bitch get outta line and she get popped without a warning
Gotta play it safe because these niggas be informants
Ignoring all his texts I got him mad he ain't important
But why bitches mad at me?
Probably mad im dat nigga type
Or maybe cuz im only 20 and doing the shit they couldn't do in they whole life
They is kids to me, need they nose wiped
Spend a whole night on they phone like
Let me name search who I dont like
Look through all the pics but dont tap twice
I hate a subliminal bitch, talk all that shit but they can't at me I keep that thing in my purse ima real hood bitch but im real classy
Im back at it like a bad habit, He work me out, no athletic
Rich niggas love me im magnetic
Been that bitch hoes can't stand it, uh
Im really confused though, dont like me in my views though
All of the negative comments but follow me, I think yall really some weird hoes
Undercover ass fan hoes, ain't gettin no money fa damn show
Need my backend, fo i walk through, or it ain't goin be no damn show
Hook:
Big Racks, big facts, these bitches big cap
Big wack, Keep on talkin get ya shit snatched
Outt date hoes needa catch up i been did that
Ian trippin on no hoe I step on bitches like a doormat
Big Racks, big facts, these bitches big cap
Big wack, Keep on talkin get ya shit snatched
Outt date hoes needa catch up i been did that
Ian trippin on no hoe I step on bitches like a doormat

Outro:
Big Rackz
Cap, Yuh..
B-b-big rackz