Racks 2 blow Lyrics

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We don't ever send no diss when we got

My fault

We don't ever send no diss when we got racks to blow

80k all in a year and I aint did a show

We scamming hard to get them plays i know you see them post

You talking crazy on the gram I thought you was a hoe

He sold his soul for that lil post but he won't ever blow

Ik the way to make it out cause I done cracked the code

How you making 20 racks but you be dressing broke

A couple thousand for the Benz but I ain't get the note

Fuck a job bitch I'm the leader of the century

Opps growing fast they on they ass look like a centipede

Deep up in the mountains with the gas is where in posed to be

Nigga say he bout it but he snitching he gone post the beef

Say he never text me but he lying we got mad receipts

Screaming bang bang and gang gang just like I'm mr keef

I don't drop names for you lames I'll drop this masterpiece's

I got one gang you can't hang you niggas weak to me

We don't ever send no diss when we got racks to blow

80k all in a year and I aint did a show

We scamming hard to get them plays ik you see them post

You talking crazy on the gram I thought you was a hoe

He sold his soul for that lil post but he won't ever blow

Ik the way to make it out cause I done cracked the code

How you making 20 racks but you be dressing broke

A couple thousand for the Benz but I ain't get the note

Stacking all this paper by the dozen

Riding round in Dallas I was chilling with my cousin

Yea I gotta bitch but swear to God bro she be buggin

I'll give you a lil post but best believe that we ain't huggin

Explain it to yo friends the reason why we ain't fuckin

Bad lil bitch name shhh she eat tha dick like a nugget

She wanna drive the benz and smoke some weed I said fuck it

The cops be roaming round and I gotta glock better tuck it

I pulled up in tha gla

Seen a opp I turned it to a doa

Bruddah kinda shiesty he pop out but he don't show his face

Locked me in the cell I thank the lord that I ain't get the case

Shooting shi like curry 30 shots that finna hit yo face

I can't get finessed up out my deal like I'm pdiddy mace

I ain't been in San mo in so long these niggas love to hate

Just like ima witch you play with me and ima show your fate

We was selling drugs up on that block to get a dinner plate

Bruddah got locked up for 22 because he upped the k

Really it ain't shi to get a bitch and use her ass as bate

Put a $1000 in her hand and watch me fuck her face

I just pray to God that you don't try me I got time today

I was broke af up in that room I had to find a way

Getting cold as fuck I lost my stuff man I rainy days

Think the opps all hoop cause when they pop out they all fade away

Went and copped a Benz I might just drip this bitch in Johny dang