Racks in the rubber bands

Racks in the rubber bands, 
God [bad word]  I’m feelin like the [bad word] man 
Watch a [bad word]  spend it like a ceilin fan 
I don’t who you are but you know who I am 
Disko bully, never know rookie ah 
 [bad word] way wear chucks and a hoodie, ah 
Taxin [bad word]  you can never overlook me ah 
Beat the [bad word] up, pack it out frizzy ha 
Japanese [bad word] twerking out my twitter 
No [bad word] but she got nice [bad word]  ah 
Wood works mob gang, be ham, me and t ain’t [bad word] changed 
Yg little kp, up this [bad word] 
Free the homies, [bad word] a judge and a snitch 
40 cal, getting off for these niggas 
Clap, clap, clap it up for these niggas, hah 

[Hook] x 2 
Racks in the rubber bands, 
God [bad word]  I’m feelin like the [bad word] man 
God [bad word]  I’m feelin like the [bad word] man 
God [bad word]  I’m feelin like the [bad word] man 
God [bad word]  I’m feelin like the [bad word] man 

Kush my cologne boy, it’s the day 
Goonies never with the talking, only gunplay 
Press as [bad word]  gold chain with my 4’s up 
Came with the niggas, she saw me then she toes up 
Get your gross up, lil [bad word] where your stacks 
On the trap on you, make the home of the hood rats 
If your girl wanna club, I’ma step at her 
But if she act too thirsty, I’ma lap at her 
See me in the club I be turnt, geeked 
Looking for a freak but I hit her on the week 
I swear them niggas hella weak, they compete with my speech 
 [bad word] off with the jag, 9 in the back seat 
If money ain’t the topic, what you talking for 
She a high class diva, but she getting low 
Cause I’m ballin hela screwed, and I’m tallin in that money chain 
Sunny and my [bad word] shock, calling ey 

[Hook] x 2 
Racks in the rubber bands, 
God [bad word]  I’m feelin like the [bad word] man 
God [bad word]  I’m feelin like the [bad word] man 
God [bad word]  I’m feelin like the [bad word] man 
God [bad word]  I’m feelin like the [bad word] man.