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never gon forget it
Big smoke yeah I'm wit it
Witch hoe ride the broomstick like quidditch (yeah)
Slenderman with the business, uh
Need me a racky like

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Okay yeah
I'm sorry for flexing bitch that's what I was born to do yeah
I got me some rackies, this ain't nothing new
Tell you one

And my bitch count bankroll
I got them rackies up my bitch count bankroll
Rackies up my bitch count bankroll
Yeah

I got them rackies up my bitch

Bad hoes, I can not lack hoe Racky racky on his head, now he tagged
Now Don't fuck that hoe, then back down
Yuh, Yuh, been in my bag that's a duffle,

Skinny jeans on racky's taking up the pockets
Nigga try to rob me he gone have to meet the rocket
Gucci shoes on bitch I used to wear huaraches

rackies
You cuffing that she is a battry
You took her back niggaz is nasty
First things first im the king of the backstreets
Yeah i got it you aint gotta

slime
I said man these hoes be tripping
Yeah i got my rackies up
Yeah rackies up
I'm so geeked up
Geeked up out of my mind
Woah Woah Woah
Hold up get her

Hundred rackies on the back end I got blues
Cameras flashing catching action on the shoes
Talking that shit about me we like who
Talking that shit about me

Believe me I'm straight
I just talked to rackies and I said I'm on my way
I just talked to rackies I get that shit everyday
Shawty love these bands

Falling apart off the bars nature
Valley she want to be my boo I'd
Rather be radley my love is over
Lapping for Mike an ksubi fashion
Rackies in my

love me harder than alla these bitches
You too embarrassed to admit it
Elizabeth face on the rackies
My Pockets filled with a granny
Baby i gotta run

and I love Me the rackies, I love me the blues

My money big, my money huge
I smoke that boy like that boy was a zoot
I drop a song it get hunnid'

Bitch always act like a 10/10
Counting these rackies I'm counting these bands
Bitch I ain't lending a hand
Choppa gon blow
Shoot that boy right

Boy I got rackies on rackies on top of each other
They bust out the motherfucking skinnies
It's hot as hell in the spot we got the bottles and thots

touchin e stomach
Big pistol boy you i be thuggin
Get the pack in and run up these numbers
I gon be racky before its the summer
Before its the summer

Big

automatic yea 
All up in yo

Club jumping 
We just loving 
You know nothing
Out in London

Making rackies 
Popping pillies
Looking slimy 
With my Nikes 

I

Got the population changing,and its asian
I feel like kicking on a plane.Before we dating
Got my rackies with a face its screaming
1 rack times x

Lawren harris
Going global
Chasing racky's up in tennis
Top floor up in paris
Poppin some many
I'm careless
Blunt that I'm rolling
Can't check your message

just want a mansion in the hills (Yeah yeah)
They say I'm so real
Let me tell you how I feel (Yeah)
I got racky rackies all the way up to my ears (Let's

know that i'm still choosing you, baby, even if you was a twin (identical twin)
I got rackies on rackies, i'm stuffin' my jeans and these muhfuckas Rick

and Maddie
I hit 'em up I know that they some baddies
I got the bread that's rackies over rackies
She wan pull up she think I'm in a caddy
He wanna squash he

need something, it's just you
I fiend for cash, some of these niggas never got to ask
I took a loss up in the past, I let him get a pass
Racky-racky in

on my business know I tend to it
I gotta bring the racky's out no rental-ing
I'm hygienic wit the gold told my dentist dental it
In my Comme Des Garçon

how I get 
You don't smoke like that, how you with it?
Jugg the plug, I said I'm buyin' it 
Sit back, reclinin' shit 
Racky's comin' in, comin' in 
Fuck