Lyrics Matt OX – Blue Racks
Text:
Ox stars
Yeah, yeah
Wake up, Philly
Stayin’ down with my day ones
I just wanna flex up
I just want to count them racks up
Stayin’ around with my day ones
(Stayin’ around with my day ones)
Hella chicks, I bag for fun (Hella chicks, I bag for fun)
Yes, that was my childhood (Yeah, what)
Just to make it out the hood, yeah (Just to make it out the hood)
So, my family livin’ good (So, my family livin’ good)
Gettin’ paid is in my blood (Gettin’ paid is in my blood)
I was playin’ tag with the blue hunnids (Blue hunnids)
I was playin’ tag with the blue hunnids
Yeah, Louis Gucci, I be stuntin’
That’s for all my teachers that said I won’t be nothin’
Blue racks in my jeans
Blue racks in my jeans
Blue racks in my jeans
Blue racks in my jeans
Blue racks in my jeans
Blue racks in my jeans
Blue racks in my jeans
Blue racks in my jeans
Drippin’ and sauce
We run this block
Old ex and squad
That be mine
Let the money talk for us
I don’t like to talk to y’all
Unless y’all talkin’ money talk
Ooh, Margiela match who on my waist
I just put you in your place
Vroom vroom, let’s race
Get out my face
Pull up and race in a Wraith
Hundreds that all up in my bank
Margiela, I’ll stay
Hundreds in my safe
Blue racks in my jeans
Blue racks in my jeans
Blue racks in my jeans
Blue racks in my jeans
Blue racks in my jeans
Blue racks in my jeans
Blue racks in my jeans
Blue racks in my jeans
