Song Details: I Keep A Hundred Racks Inside My Jeans Lyrics by Justus West, Donell Jones, Nipsey Hussle, GYLTTRYP, Mustard & Roddy Ricch. The song name is Ballin’ which is sung by Mustard & Roddy Ricch
I Keep A Hundred Racks Inside My Jeans Lyrics
[Intro]
I don’t really wanna go
I don’t really wanna stay
But I really hope and pray
Can we get it together?
Get it together
Mustard on the beat, ho
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
‘Cause all my n got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin’ the mall with the whole team
Now a n can’t answer calls ’cause I’m ballin’
I was wakin’ up, gettin’ racks in the morning
I was broke, now I’m rich, these n salty
[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]
All this designer on my body got me drip, drip, ayy
Straight up out the Yajects, I’m a big Crip
If I got a pint of lean, I’ma sip, sip
I run the racks up with my queen like London and Nip
But I got rich on all these n , I didn’t forget, back
I had to go through the struggle, I didn’t forget that
I hopped inside of the Maybach and now I can sit back
These b know me now ’cause I got them big racks
‘Cause I’m gettin’ money now, I know you heard that
Young n on the corner, b , I had to serve crack
Uncle fronted me some P’s, had to get them birds back
We came up on dirty money, I gave it a birdbath
Cut off the brain and I give my b a new coupe
Either you from the Yah Gang or you’re SuWoop
Got a New Orleans b and man, that p voodoo
And I’m that n now, who knew?
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
‘Cause all my n got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin’ the mall with the whole team
Now a n can’t answer calls ’cause I’m ballin’
I was wakin’ up, gettin’ racks in the morning
I was broke, now I’m rich, these n salty
[Verse 2: Roddy Ricch]
I been wakin’ up to get the money, woah, woah
Got a bad b , her ass tatted, woah, woah
Givenchy to my toes, two twins, I’m f ’em both
I put her in a new AP, the water like a boat
I was down bad on my d , where was you n at?
I know you turned your back on me just to get some racks
I seen you swerve back, ’cause I’m in the black ‘Bach
New diamonds on me, f a flash, this ain’t Snapchat
‘Cause I been gettin’ paid
Yellow diamonds on me look like lemonade
Got my baby mama that new Bentayga
Tryna get the dough, Joe, like a sensei, yeah
Rolls Royce umbrellas when I’m in the rain
I just mind my business
I got brothers that did the time, I ain’t kiddin’
All these rappers just talk about it, I live it
Goin’ up, I ain’t got no sky limit, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
‘Cause all my n got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin’ the mall with the whole team
Now a n can’t answer calls ’cause I’m ballin’
I was wakin’ up, gettin’ racks in the morning
I was broke, now I’m rich, these n salty
[Outro: Roddy Ricch]
I, ayy, yeah
I’ve been ballin’, lil’ n
Now watch me ball on these n
Yeah, now watch me ball on these n , yeah
Now watch me ball on these n
Now watch me ball on these n , yeah, yeah
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