One Hundred Racks (feat. Conway The Machine & Boldy James)

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NappyHIGH

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Look, like five left on my low Now I chef in that pride wreck
See how I'm stretching them O's We not the same, you finessin'
I'm finessin' them hoes My young shooters sit by a tech
cnd leave guys wet with that roast Drop three bodies, that's a trifecta
We apply pressure On they racks stuffed in my dresser
It's residue from a pride left on my stove We dope dealers, we your hitters
This nigga mine's definitely on go I got gas junk in my car dresser
See my neck in his shows V.S. all in my eyewear
Pointers in the watch clip Just send me the address
I can send a box there Every verse is top tier
No rapper that I fear I see he don't want smoke
He just blowin' hot air Teddy bears and candles lit when somebody
gets shot here cnd people say what he deserve, exactly what
he got here Bust down the kilo cube and diamonds in the
lock clip My work is far from finished but I'ma stop
here I'm for seen
Niggas hurry up, go in there, buck them niggas and get the f*ck out
Don't be playin' dog pain Hear what I'm sayin'?
Kill them niggas and get the f*ck back So when you stab out I'ma be chillin' right
here Hey nigga, I wanna know if you ready to do
this shit You ready to do this shit or what, motherfucker?
They don't be actin' like no pussy nigga F*ck that, f*ck that, f*ck that
F*ck that, f*ck that, f*ck that, f*ck that

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