Fila Philippe - Countin' Racks Lyrics

Countin racks on da regular...
Be On some shit it's iiregular...
Perfect timing young nigga shining
Feet on ya neck ain't no letting up...
I'm with the shits On the regular...
I don't want the bitxh if she regular...
She bout dat bag, I'm tryna marry her...
Have Her countin Racks on da regular...
I'm On some other shit
Spill a nigga fa my brother shit...
Raw talk, hardcore gudda shit...
Think of skwolla make chopper studda quick...
Send my gudda chick, to come terrorize ya baby mother shit...
Get irregular, dats on the regular
Behind da Chedda yeah, a Nigga Betta flip...
A nigga Betta trip...
Not my chabata, I'll feed ya clips...
Don't want ya bitch, she can't be equipped...
Seeing how u built, you ain't bout no chips...
Oh If She with me, she bout getting rich...
Dat Skool of Fila mic enlightenment...
Ran to her smoove, got her liking this...
Reciting shit to get her in dat mode...
She Tell me every time I speak I touch her soul...
I got niggaz mad I'm back up in dat mode...
Know game sued once I get ahold...
Ben Frank, Grant, Jeff and Jackson They multiply and add no subtractions...
Dividing dividends between da team, U know da whole squad in with that action...
Bad bitxh in back of me...
Weighting package...
She hustle harder den...
Most you actresses...
Grindinggg...
I count dem racks, racks, racks...
With ya bitxh pumping packs, packs, packs...
At war we and black, black, black...
Know we been about dat, dat, dat...
I count dem racks, racks, racks...
With ya bitxh pumping packs, packs, packs...
At war we and black, black, black...
Know we been about dat
Just dat'll get ya wacked...
Countin racks on da regular...
Be On some shit it's iiregular...
Perfect timing young nigga shining
Feet on ya neck ain't no letting up...
I'm with the shits On the regular...
I don't want the bitxh if she regular...
She bout dat bag, I'm tryna marry her...
Have Her countin Racks on da regular...