Lyrics Scarlxrd – Gxt That
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Racks to the ceiling I might go and take your chicken, hey
Stash all my 50’s I’m not trynna take the shit ay
Rags to the riches got your baes on my dick, eh
Laughed at my business till a nigga hit a lick, eh
Yeah, yeah yeah
I got that check, eh
Hey, Scarlxrd eskeeee
Racks to the ceiling I might go and take your chicken, hey
Stash all my 50’s I’m not trynna take the shit ay
Rags to the riches got your baes on my dick, eh
Laughed at my business till a nigga hit a lick, yeah
I just hit that lick, ooh
I just got that check, uh
I just hit that lick, ooh
I just got that check, yeah yeah yeah
I just hit that lick, ooh
I just got that check, uh (SCAR LXRD!)
I just hit that lick, ooh
I just got that check, yeah yeah yeah
Makin’ moves, yeah it’s true, I ain’t new here
Ain’t got shit to prove, I be soon there
I’m just trynna get the cool, watch me do that
Niggas never have a clue on how we do that
I’ve been puttin’ in the work like a schoolbag
Bitches wanna give me stress I tell ’em move back
I just got another flight, yeah I soon land
Bout’ to spark up on some kush, this shit is too dank
I did talk what this do, eh
You suckers don’t have a clue, eh
I put them racks to my shoes, eh
Might scuf fix and I’m rude, eh
Lately I’m feelin’ it’s true, eh
Nobody does what I do, eh
Wake up and tear up the booth, eh
These days I’m actin’ brand new, eh
Watch how I’m changin’ my mood, eh
She trynna act like a fool, eh
I had to throw up the deuce, yeah yeah
Racks to the ceiling I might go and take your chicken, hey
Stash all my 50’s I’m not trynna take the shit ay
Rags to the riches got your baes on my dick, eh
Laughed at my business till a nigga hit a lick, eh
I just hit that lick, ooh
I just got that check, uh
I just hit that lick, ooh
I just got that check, yeah yeah yeah
I just hit that lick, ooh
I just got that check, uh (SCAR LXRD!)
I just hit that lick, ooh
I just got that check, yeah yeah yeah
She all in my phone when it’s late at night
Imma let her know that she super fine
I’m across the plug once the paper’s right
In a different zone, on a another flight
She all in my phone when it’s late at night
Imma let her know that she super fine
I’m across the plug once the paper’s right
In a different zone, on a another flight
Racks to the ceiling I might go and take your chicken, hey
Stash all my 50’s I’m not trynna take the shit ay
Rags to the riches got your baes on my dick, eh
Laughed at my business till a nigga hit a lick, eh
I just hit that lick, ooh
I just got that check, uh
I just hit that lick, ooh
I just got that check, yeah yeah yeah
I just hit that lick, ooh
I just got that check, uh (SCAR LXRD!)
I just hit that lick, ooh
I just got that check, yeah yeah yeah
