Humble lyrics

[Hook]
Racks always change the whole topic of discussion
All that shootin' talk but you n*ggas ain't bussin'
Chattin' in private but won't see me in public
Got yo b*tch in the kitchen cookin' more than muffins
Yeah you know I put the bands in the bag I stuff it
And yo hoe she get a lot more than just the stuffin
And I don't whip bricks I just jugg your oven
And if you really want something how you leave with nothing?

[Verse 1]
Ay ay ay I be movin' weight weight weight
b*tch we heavy weight weight
My way or the highway way
Want it now I cannot wait wait
I know that these hoe's gonna' contemplate plate
I done have to put it on my plate plate
Shawty we cannot f*ckin' date date
Shawty wanna have it in the day day
Boy you like to be the one to hate hate
I cannot even f*ckin' wait wait
I got all these hoes off of way way
Thouxanban got the sh*t engraved graved
And I take that sh*t to the grave grave
Why you pus*y n*ggas work like slaves slaves
And my sleave gotta' keep a 8 8
And you know Im dancin'
[Hook]
Racks always change the whole topic of discussion
All that shootin' talk but you n*ggas ain't bussin'
Chattin' in private but won't see me in public
Got yo b*tch in the kitchen cookin' more than muffins
Yeah you know I put the bands in the bag I stuff it
And yo hoe she get a lot more than just to stuff it
And I don't whip bricks I just jugg your oven
And if you really want something how you leave with nothing?

[Verse 2]
Shade shade shade you can catch the fade fade fade
n*ggas throwin' shade shade shade
Copped some vintage frames frames frames
Know she want it hey hey hey
Lil mamma f*ck for fame fame fame
Had to keep my faith faith faith
When I'm in the lane lane lane
Or I'm in the field field field
Aye I pop my steel steel steel
Know the devil real real real
Fish and then I reel reel reel
Aye these n*ggas fake fake fake
Now I'm movin' weight weight weight
Aye I need that steak steak steak
678 8 8 8
Gotta' have it late late late
[Hook]
Racks always change the whole topic of discussion
All that shootin' talk but you n*ggas ain't bussin'
Chattin' in private but won't see me in public
Got yo b*tch in the kitchen cookin' more than muffins
Yeah you know I put the bands in the bag I stuff it
And yo hoe she get a lot more than just the stuffin
And I don't whip bricks I just jugg your oven
And if you really want something how you leave with nothing?