Letra FTRU par Izaya Tiji

(I'm not into you)
Racks up
I just f**k them racks up
I just f**k them racks up

Bro still walkin' with that fye, I told him, "Put that back"
He could go get up and start rappin', he too ignorant
I would die for my respect but not die for no b*t*h
If I can't buy a house for everyone in my family, then I can't be rich
If I can't be bond out anyone in my family, then I can't be sh*t
I had a bond with that lil' b*t*h and she asked me what we is
I just f**k them racks up, I just f**k them racks up
I just f**k them racks up, I just f**k them racks up
I just f**k them racks up, I just f**k them racks up
I just f**k them racks up, I just f**k them racks up
I just f**k them racks up, I just f**k them racks up
I just f**k them racks up, I just f**k them racks up
I just f**k them racks up, I just f**k them racks up
I just f**k them racks up, I just f**k them racks up

I'm with my n***as today, I'm with that blicky today
Can't give a f**k if she go or she stay
They say that the opps [?]
I know that these b*t*hes so horny, I know that these b*t*hes so boring
I get so high that I'm soaring
We did that n***a so bad, we did that n***a so gory
I f**k the check up so bad, it gon' need EMT service
I put up my bag 'cause I know these n***as lurkin'
I probably die from that flag, then die from that bag 'cause I know these n***as, they hurtin' (Yeah)
Yeah I'm with them bands, come and get them back
I'm ridin' with yo' b*t*h, come and get her back
I think I want that b*t*h, she let me blow her back
I don't think most these b*t*hes would have gone for that
She say I'm gon' be rich, I let her go with that
I think all her friends gon' wanna f**k with that
Fifty racks stuffed all up in that duffle bag
Now what the f**k am I suppose to do with that?