Manifest by Racerr Lyrics

Intro/hook (0:13 - 0:39)
These niggas so fake they lie homie
Got a new bitch and she’ll die for me
I got two Glocks for dat lil phony
I got big guap like I own Sony
I ain’t trippin no more about lil shit
Man I’m goin up like a candlestick
And I ain’t Comin down boy it’s infinite
Watch they jaw drop cause I’m doin this
Smokin on good gas with that taint shit
I rock dat CDG from that saks fifth
I let yo bitch on in my Adlibs
I led yo bitch on and I’m smashin
I’m goin to the top gotta manifest
I always thank God for that new bless
I always thank God for that blue check
Gotta go up gotta manifest

Verse(0:40 - 1:07)
I grind hard on the daily
That dry hate dont phase me
That shit really motivating
I must be intimidating
When I get the back imma dip
Ain't leavin no trail in these ricks
I got yo main bitch in my shit
She blowin my phone bro wit dese pics
Man I’m done wit all that bullshit
Tryin focus on that mission
She see I’m on some cool shit
She tryin unbuckle my Simmons
Gotta bitches on me goin wild
Got four of em in my car
I think I’m gettin used to that shit
I’m finna be a star