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rack racer - guap tarantino lyrics

[chorus: guap tarantino]
i just did that sh-t, put them birds in the bentley
can’t f-ck with these new n-ggas, keep the nerds out the kitchen
i can’t trust a thot b-tch, man, them b-tches round here sinnin
run that sh-t up, then i ship it
i’m designer with them tickets
rack racing, sack chacing
big faces, money taking

[verse 1: guap tarantino]
young n-gga move that work, from atlanta to the table
got prices on your head, i a young n-gga hit that table
n-gga really gettin that paper, f-ck you, b-tch, see you later
got a glocc 19 with a laser
switch on me, might make it graze ya
my diamonds drippin water, b-tch, i think you need a sailor
i put these b-tches in bags, man, you know i don’t save her
that tech off you, p-ssy boy, don’t touch my paper
tell my old hoe, you might get some d-ck for good behavior
i got the work, you know i’m really in the streets
i get hoes f-ckin for free, yeah, freebands, you know i put in work
and you know casino is gang, you know i f-ck with him

[verse 2: casino]
tryna take the gun out the bag, i’m on perkasit
got your b-tch, don’t forget
12 goin shoot, when i shine
these diamonds, take your hoe, i think it’s perfect timing
all the shining, since the trap boomin
pour up the 4 in my face, f-ck the law
that’s a fileep on my neck, man, f-ck the law
blue hundreds, p-ssed around, i ain’t order it
blue strips in my pocket, got bands
throwin bricks, like i was young, man
we going guap mode, we bout to drop a bag
hit up my bro future, didgital dash

- guap tarantino lyrics

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