Racks (Gotta Get the Racks) lyrics

[Chorus]
I will never leave my baby, don't care what I'm gonna do
If I leave I'm comin' back you know I'm layin' under you
Give a f*ck about your ex, I tell him, "what he wanna do?"
Yeah, I love my b*tch, but I love my stick and my guns too
I told her stay at home, daddy gotta go and make them racks
When I come back, hit that fat cat from the back
Drivin' fast in the pus*y and I damn near caught a flat
Slip 'N Slide in that pus*y when I hit it, 'cause it's wet

[Verse]
State to state, city, city, want you with me in my show
I don't want you away from me I told that b*tch to never go
Smart girl she count her profit off the boat, with it sold
Crooked b*tch she open wide every time I bust a load
[?] she illuminate [?]
She lovin' the way that [?]
[?]

[Chorus]
I will never leave my baby, don't care what I'm gonna do
If I leave I'm comin' back you know I'm layin' under you
Give a f*ck about your ex, I tell him, "what he wanna do?"
Yeah, I love my b*tch, but I love my stick and my guns too
I told her stay at home, daddy gotta go and make them racks
When I come back, hit that fat cat from the back
Drivin' fast in the pus*y and I damn near caught a flat
Slip 'N Slide in that pus*y when I hit it, 'cause it's wet
[Outro]
Brrt, ay, mhmm
That pus*y wet, 'cause [?]
Mhmm