Lyrics:
I got blue money double cup full of a muddy, smokin on cookie
Yeah its that skunky, yeah i got that blue money, man im racked up
With a whole lotta
Shawty ain't real, she an A.I.
Giving y'all feels, racked up, getting paid right
Chilling in the cloud so global
Bring it to the edge, once
owe it to Did it all right by myself
With nobody to go to Yeah, it took a long time
Just to get this feelin' I see myself in the next five
Racked up
stacked up, racked up, for you to stay fly
Shoot my shot, from the top, he brainless
Call me crazy, you lazy?, It's dangerous
One Pop Two Pop, Three come
Aye
Bitch I'm racked up
See my guap, got it stacked up
Ain't no opp, make 'em drop
Get my backup
Push a lil pussy boy bitch, give the bag up
Boutta
Racked up, I got rubber-bands on me
Nah I ain't about it if it ain't about the homies, swear
I know imma get it, got nothing to lose
Everytime you
a nigga is racked up
Niggas hating
Cause I chose to go get racked up
Racked up
Racked up
Racked up
Jacuzzi tub
Champagne yeah it's happening
Grab by her
Hoodie ist rot wie der raincoat killer
Hoodie ist rot wie der raincoat killer
Mit crew racked up bald big house villa
Tanz tanz tanz augen kawai
Around here we make them cops call for backup Around here we make them ops go and pack up
Around here we stay strapped up and racked up
Around here
Racks Racks yea I'm racked up
Stacks stacks yea stack it up
Game to be sold not told
Get yo money
Get yo money bro
Racks Racks yea I'm racked up
spinning
Too many drugs racked up in my system
Barely existing
Your voice worn off so far in the distance
Oh I don't even know your name
And I can't say
got Rolexes by the thousands (Rollie)
My bitch got APs, no apologies (no apologies)
Racked up a million dollars then I iced out her (ayy)
I turned
the gas
The more I work, the more you spend
Tell me honey, baby when will this all end.
Chorus:
Her bags are packed, my nerves are racked
She's got a one
outta here)
Started with a penny, now it's racked up to a million (woo)
Rappin' rappin' niggas can't compare, they like my children (yeah)
I know
the thousands in a race for guap
Chip off a block, killer come quickly chip off your block
I heard that it was money on the avenue
Betcha I be stupid racked
And she got dreams of a Matte Rover
Windows all blacked out, wanna be a racked out shawty
Like a 12 gauge niggas tryna catch a body
Yeah it’s insane when
you're doing
Racked up with a sack
I know exactly what I'm doing
She like
Boy you know exactly what you're doing
Ima hit it from the back
N ain't going
Yea yea uhh look
Racked up college Debt
With no money and check
You got issues
Chase around these thots
But now she all you got
You got issues
to have your last name
But it's too soon
It's too soon right now
It's too soon
It's too soon
Maybe when I'm racked up and you are too
We can think about
Aye... I'm racked up
Grind everyday, get my stacks up
Please don't act tuff
You will get hit with the Mac Truck
Might be an a actress
I keep a stack
he gettin' smacked up
Never played tennis in my life, my pockets racked up
Beretta APX with a grip, pockets packed up
I stay strapped up
Wanna throw
that
Don't fuck with my gat
Cuz it might be racked
Push push back
It might be that
Don't fuck with my gat
Cuz it might be racked
That's quick RATATAT
Why
Racked up I just want you
Vibing in the alley but I don't trust you
You tryna play me but I ain't no fool
Thinking that you slick thinking you so
my dick
Luh hoe I'm prayed up
Only out here riding for my guys
Fuck a traitor
Niggas talking down
Critiquing shit like they pay us
Racked up so much
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