Lyrics:
to her racked chest
Fucked her and we just met
I didn't even know her name
I just knew I had her pussy fucking dripping wet
Fucked her in front her
racked my brain a thousand times to start again
But ending up the same I can't place where or when
A glitch in the Matrix might explain it all to some
But
just give it up
It's never enough
Oh boy
Racked with tears every night so many tears left to fight boy
All alone in your room waiting for impending doom
street ooo
Now balling like Davido
Racked up like da b.o.a
Small pekin but I'm big dawg
Jue bad, she got figure eight
I wan see how that figure taste
Pekin
clouds over haters
Not buyin chains til I'm racked up like the patriots
I flex wit knowledge keep my bands tucked safely
Scent-uation like no other
(norackz)
I fuck with the money, I'm racked up
I fuck with the money, I'm racked up
Wanna talk to the pretty jane (mari)
Straight out a groupie
We ain't
point of light
It asks me questions as if it were alive
In time I was hollowed
Pure intellect with no reason to fight
Yet, racked with doubt and with
and spinning racked 8 balls
Taste that uncut flavour, watch the kite fly high
Up and over the moon
Floating off on cloud nine
On the Galactic Tide
(Riiiiideeeee)
Yeah, yeah, yeah racked up, stacked up nigga
We getting checks nigga, you feel me?
I can't even stress it no more nigga
Niggas ask me-
Niggas ask me,
Spending all my time in that studio
I ain’t sleeping till I’m racked up
Nigga fuck the radio
I ain’t sleeping till I walk in
And I could fuck any hoe
All my
Near had a heart attack
Thirty racks racked up in a nigga backpack
I just snatched a groovie white
Bitch from the shake shack
Dunkin' in that pussy, like
I do toxic drugs, call a hazmat
I joke way too much with my lil' bitch, she say I'm a asshat
All my baggage holdin', it's a gat, it's racked
I'm
ain't black and gold ain't good at venting
That shorty racked so she ain't used to selling, huh
Don't let me die in your arms
Die in your arms
Die in your
conficiunt
Chewed up
Genus eversor
Spat out
Hominum castrare
And you lie there bleeding to death
Your body racked in wretched pain
Scarlet flows from your
I'll take your lilo if you want stitch
Pretty nigga racked up
You know she on my dick
I ain't even want her
Gave her back
That hoe dis missed
Hold up lor
free,
And when I think of you,
My breath is cut,
My body hurts,
My mind is racked,
I feel like I’m stabbed,
Please help me stop having this feelin’
again and look at what we did
Our hands that killed and racked are now the ones to give
They may forgive us, but can we forgive ourselves?
Soon we may
I just sit back
Cause my money long
I just stacked up
Put my family on
I just racked up
I knew it all along
These females act up
Cause a nigga
watched me, cos I, grind
Any time ah nigga racked, your bad B, thought, I was, fine
I took a look round, had the, young Bois, on ma spine
You dont know
Last word: sorry
I know your sorrow, sorry
I sent you cry in Morpheus arms
Never thought I had this charm
Woke up, corpse sore
Racked by remorse
Runnin' up the racks yea I'm racked out
Dissin' on my kid pistol in yo mouth
Shooters at yo dome Shooters at yo house
Shooters at yo dome Shooters at yo
on nothing
You been getting off track
Skyscraper racked up stacked up its on wax
I just mind my business
An boy that's all facts
My rhythm good in any system
got racked up ain't no back up so we push up
We all bout our business ain't no acting
Flip it pass it back roll it and stack it
They calling me Jack I
that I always act up
Might be cause I racked up, her ass up
Please don't pack up, I don't wanna break up
Or I'll be in the club, fuckin' up your make up
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