Lyrics: Sydney Nicholas Esechie
Music: Sydney Nicholas Esechie
Haha
I ain't gon' lie Racerr, we 'bout to go crazy
Yeah
Yeah, woah, woah, woah
Niggas talk too much
Two Spanish hoes, they bi and they wanna ****
Said, "Let's go for a ride, let's pick Racerr up"
Had to tell this lil ho, "Bitch, be quiet"
'Cause she talk too much, yeah, she talk too much
This bitch talk too much
This bitch'll blow my high, I just smoked some Runtz
I'll put 'em in the sky, I don't give a ****
She blowing up my phone but she tryna front
I took her to backroom just to eat some lunch
I don't even know how to feel, I been hurt too much
I don't even know who's real, I just gotta clutch
On my side, I keep a steel, this bitch pack-a-punched
He said he was gonna slide, his ass cap as ****
They be looking up just like the sky, in Racerr we trust
Hundreds in my pockets with the fye, man, I count too much
Your bitch came up to me, I don't gotta try
I don't really say too much, I don't really do too much
This bitch talk too much
This bitch'll blow my high, I just smoked some Runtz
I'll put 'em in the sky, I don't give a ****
She blowing up my phone but she tryna front
I took her to backroom just to eat some lunch
I don't even know how to feel, I been hurt too much
I don't even know who's real, I just gotta clutch
On my side, I keep a steel, this bitch pack-a-punched
He said he was gonna slide, his ass cap as ****
They be looking up just like the sky, in Racerr we trust
Hundreds in my pockets with the fye, man, I count too much
Your bitch came up to me, I don't gotta try
I don't really say too much, I don't really do too much