Racks Up (feat. NLA Ace)

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Guess it's been a minute, but I still count them racks up
I'ma call my brother, call my slime, you get packed up
A hundred chops, a hundred dracs for niggas wanna act up
Guess it's been a minute, but I still count them racks up

I'ma call my brother, call my slime, you get packed up
A hundred chops, a hundred dracs for niggas wanna act up
My bitch wanna be a hot girl, she gon' get snatched up
Cause all my niggas up, up, up, up, up, nigga

I don't give a f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck
I got too many bands inside my pocket, it can't fit my jeans
I might call a night and go in my room and pour some fuckin' lean
And I got a brand new chopper, it came with a beam

Nigga call a nigga blues clues, it's not what it seems
She say that she in love, but I'm like, no, what the f*ck you mean
Young nigga with lots of money, hey
Winnie the pooh, I be all in your honey

She eat me up like some lunch meat
Got your bitch walkin' around with her ass out the back of her onesie
And she ain't got on no panties, so that's easy access
She jump on this dick like a bunny

My niggas ain't with the one-on-ones, dummy
Run up and get your ass jumped, bungee
I be with real killers like Ted Bundy
She know what it is, she know how I'm comin

I'm dickin' your broad, I'm all in her stomach
I get her box wetter than a tsunami
On Saturdays in jail, we watch Toonami
I'm lookin' for pam, ridin' with this tommy

I was playin' around with the streets
Start the game with the streets
And got stuck in it like Jumanji
Guess it's been a minute, but I still count them racks up

I'ma call my brother, call my slime
You get packed up, a hundred chops, a hundred dracs
For niggas wanna act up
My bitch wanna be a hot girl, she gon' get snatched up

Cause all my niggas up, up, up, up, up, nigga
I don't give a f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck
I got too many bands inside my pocket, it can't fit my jeans
I might call a night and go in my room and pour some fuckin' lean

Nigga wanna play, I got a Glock on my side
If he run up, he get shot in his eye
If he run up, then he definitely gon' die
Nigga wanna play, get knocked out, make that 20 times

I done took your ho, lil' nigga, why you actin' blind
Your girlfriend didn't want you, nigga, why you think she mine
I tell her everyday, lil' baby, you look mighty fine
Huh, I'm glad you're mine

Guess it's been a minute, but I still count them racks up
I'ma call my brother, call my slime
You get packed up, a hundred chops, a hundred dracs
For niggas wanna act up

My bitch wanna be a hot girl, she gon' get snatched up

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