New Rack (feat. Zaytoven) - Ricky Fontàin

Ha-ha Yeah Street lottery, street lottery Ballin' with them Freebandz like I hit the lottery (Zaytoven) Name good (yeah), face good (street) It all fold, I could still go back to my hood (Lil Mexico) But I never left the hood, I still be in the hood (yeah) I be stuffin' pound bags like canned goods (no cap) Water whip or dry whip 'cause my hands good (whip) I let my money talk for me, I let Freebandz do it (count up) Me and Zay the best duo since Kobe and Shaq (Kobe) No rap cap, I put Black Migo Gang on the map (yeah) Sold crack sacks just to pave the way to where I'm at (Jugg) A trap rapper, if it ain't 'bout money, I don't wanna rap (trap) OG D watchin' over me so, I don't never lack (double) Four, five, six, you play with me, you get your head cracked (yeah) Black Migo, Black Migo I got M's, came a long way from zero (Freebandz) Four, five, six, in the hood, we shootin' CeeLo (shootin' CeeLo) No cap, I'm the neighborhood hero (Jugg) Black Migo (Black Migo), Black Migo (Black Migo) I got M's, came a long way from zero (count up) Four, five, six, in the hood, we shootin' CeeLo (yeah) No cap, I'm the neighborhood hero (yeah, no cap, street) Every time we fuck, she talk Spanish, I don't know what she sayin' Yeah, her daddy is the plug and I'm the boss of Freebandz I'm Black Migo, that's forever, this shit right in my blood All these diamonds and this money'll make a bitch catch a nut All these .223s and Dracos, they just might be on my line All these shooters in my city, I be with killers all the time This some BMG forever shit, my dawgs one of a kind I got white girl, on my Texas shit, been hot, I press decline I just left from out of Texas, I got drank and I got .9s I'm on the Adderall and I'ma count these millions up by hand I'm infatuated with money, I can't never go broke again I got NBA shooters, could've went to pro from how they sprayin' Black Migo, Black Migo I got M's, came a long way from zero (Freebandz) Four, five, six, in the hood, we shootin' CeeLo (shootin' CeeLo) No cap, I'm the neighborhood hero (Jugg) Black Migo (Black Migo), Black Migo (Black Migo) I got M's, came a long way from zero (count up) Four, five, six, in the hood, we shootin' CeeLo (yeah) No cap, I'm the neighborhood hero (street) Free NoCap (NoCap), half these rappers cap (half these rappers cap) I get my backend and hurry right back to the trap (no cap) That's why I really wrap (why I really wrap), I ain't talkin' music, though (nah) I'm talkin' OG gas, swag bags, elbows (Jugg) I fuck with Run-D.M.C but I don't wear shelltoes (nah) Play with me, on the scene, they'll leave three hundred shell, though (blatt, blatt) That's a light show (light show), look at my ice, whoa (Eliantte) I just rent your bitch but only for one night, though (yeah) A half a million cash, we call that hella bands (hella bands) Put two hundred on the split, we call that extra grams (Remix) Gave my lawyer extra bands to get me out the jam I fuck with Harlem but I done sold more dope than Killa Cam (no cap) Black Migo, Black Migo I got M's, came a long way from zero (Freebandz) Four, five, six, in the hood, we shootin' CeeLo (shootin' CeeLo) No cap, I'm the neighborhood hero (Jugg)

Zaytoven Gucci to the sock Gucci to the sock Gucci to the sock Gucci to the sock I just talked to Zay I was on the block, he was on the way They keep calling my phone they tripping (hello?) Hello I don't wanna talk girl leave me 'lone (yeah) I can't go outside watch I come off strong Can you hear me up please don't call my phone (hello) I'ma count the guap baby all alone, yeah Now I'm all alone (ya) Please don't call my phone Stackin' all my bags, 'cause my money long Not goin' out sad man I'm comin' strong, ya Let's go, pop a rubber band make it rain, let's snow When I'm in the field bitch I ball like Romo, yeah All on my own, yeah All on my phone Girl, don't call on my phone She in love with me, but that's your hoe You say it's loyalty that's a no, no Hit it on the screen, use the GoPro Pull up on the scene with a .44 Tryna flex on me that's a no show You ain't gettin' no guap, you got no shows Rockin' Saint Laurent you got no clothes (skrrt) You too dull (ya) Rolling loud I don't wanna talk girl leave me 'lone (yeah) I can't go outside watch I come off strong Can you hear me up please don't call my phone (hello) I'ma count the guap baby all alone, yeah Now I'm all alone (ya) Please don't call my phone Stackin' all my bags, 'cause my money long Not goin' out sad man I'm comin' strong, ya AP on my wrist, ice my watch My phone keep on ringin' (ya), it won't stop Whip that pot, wrist on lock Pull up drop, diamond water need a drop Gucci to the socks, I just talked to Zay I was on the block, he was on the way He said what you got? Zay we 'bout to get paid Zay said money that's all great but, but boy you better pray, ya Boy you better pray 'cause no matter What you do you know your sins gon' wash away She ain't tryna give up, she won't get up out my face I just count up 50's got them hundreds on the way I don't wanna talk girl leave me 'lone (yeah) I can't go outside watch I come off strong Can you hear me up please don't call my phone (hello) I'ma count the guap baby all alone, yeah Now I'm all alone (ya) Please don't call my phone Stackin' all my bags, 'cause my money long Not goin' out sad man I'm comin' strong, ya