lirik lagu tenracks.wav – israyl
[intro]
you are not him, you are not him
you are not him
[chorus: calviin & israyl]
ten racks, b*tch, don’t start it
ten racks—ten racks, b*tch, don’t start it
te—te—ten racks, b*tch, don’t start it
ten racks—ten racks, b*tch, don’t start it
[rifle with me, don’t get started?]
arp in this b*tch wit’ a carpet
arp ’bout to start some problems
brand new ho and this b*tch a model
[verse 1: israyl]
i got some lean in a baby bottle
i’m smokin’ on gas when i go full throttle
yeah, this some runtz, yeah this sh*t loud
ay, say what happened, b*tch, [?]
shake that ass, [?]
[?]
[one*two*three, one*two*three?]
all my n*ggas [ready for war?] [?] [deliveries? enemies?]
[?] that n*gga [?]
i don’t trust a soul, i f*cked this b*tch, i guess we’re [frenemies?]
i just popped a pеrc’ and sipped some lean, i got my еnergy
b*tch, i got my energy
i got my energy
[verse 2: calviin]
b*tch, i know you into me
i’ll show you sh*t you never seen
said she want a birkin, b*tch, you lucky, i’ll give you a perc and bean
count more money and more money and i’m only seventeen
my n*ggas so d*mn up
said it’s [more money can spread it?], now i got
[chorus: calviin & israyl]
ten racks, b*tch, don’t start it
ten racks—ten racks, b*tch, don’t start it
te—te—ten racks, b*tch, don’t start it
ten racks—ten racks, b*tch, don’t start it
[rifle with me, don’t get started?]
arp in this b*tch wit’ a carpet
arp ’bout to start some problems
brand new ho and this b*tch a model
[verse 3: calviin]
[dead white b*tch?] all on my c*ck
[you want it back?], don’t spin that block
i’m finna put that lil’ boy in a box
i’m gettin’ cake and that n*gga is not
these n*ggas p*ssy, they don’t wanna fight me
i’m smoking gas and it go to my conscience
said he gon’ shoot me, i know it’s not likely
i’m gettin’ checks and i feel like i’m nike
i feel like i’m more supreme than a hypebeast
i’m in [?] and i’m serving some ice cream
these n*ggas p*ssy, they sweeter than iced tea
bang the glock, how you think that we fighting?
i had my gl!ck when i came in the party
i got a shooter from new york, that’s [ozzie?]
f*ck on that b*tch in the back of the car
and [if y’all n*ggas got ten racks?], don’t start it
[chorus: calviin]
ten racks, b*tch, don’t start it
ten racks—ten racks, b*tch, don’t start it
te—te—ten racks, b*tch, don’t start it
ten racks—ten racks, b*tch, don’t start it
[verse 4: k$ubi]
uh, shake that ass, don’t stop it
shake that*shake that ass don’t stop it
i said she move too exotic
she move* she move too exotic
[i say?] in la, she throw that ass, baby, she like to shake that body
[?]
i make the lil’ hoe look at me when i’m inside it
i be shinin’, i be stylin’, oh
i’m gon’ [turn up?], she gon’ [turn up?]
when i say “ten racks, b*tch don’t start it
ten racks*ten racks, b*tch don’t start it (start it)”
[verse 5: cheromani+]
ten racks, then i’m sorry
i [push?] an opp [?] (yeah, yeah, yeah!)
i brought a hunnid outside (yeah)
she want the chain, n*gga, that’s a [?]
n*gga get [shot down?], catch that 5
[?] i might buy me some marni
i’m off the chain and i’m acting reta* uh uh!
he want a fee but he [not in the?] [?]
uh uh, hold up girl you not
i can’t f*ck wit’ y’all
i’m like, “oh my god”
we shoot sh*t for fun
these guys laugh at the [tat?] cause they play with the k [?]
ten racks, outta’ pocket
ten racks*ten racks, b*tch don’t start it, yeah
[verse 6: skaiwater]
ten racks, b*tch don’t start it
she get wet, she know i’m poppin’, huh
ten racks, my deposit
if he gon’ pay i might go slam em’
she wan’ shake it, shake it
she can’t wait till’ she get naked, uh
these b*tch don’t want no problem, uh
my gang move like osama, uh
this the last time i’mma rap, uh
yeah, cause’ i know n*ggas cap, uh
and this famous b*tch wan’ suck my d*ck cause’ i told her “sit on my lap”
[baby?], i’m not home
she knows i’m on the road
bl!cked out on his dome
told my mans, bring the pole
[verse 7: yung fazo]
gotta’ get off yo’ ass, gotta’ go to that bag
she finna’ throw it back, she finna’ shake that ass
they wanna f*ck wit’ me cus they know i’m getting rich
yeah, that money on me, yeah you could check the stash
money pilin’ up
i’m stacking to the ceiling, high as f*ck
ten racks, b*tch don’t start
ten racks*ten racks, b*tch don’t start
she like, “where the keys?”
i told her, “it’s push to start”
shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that sh*t
how she move, move, move, move
bust up on that d*ck
finna’ go zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
when i nut and dip
bentley coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe, no that’s not my b*tch
[verse 8: ssgkobe]
hey hey hey
yeah, nah, that’s not my b*tch, i catch a [?]
yeah, i’m in your b*tch, she upping a xan, a fan, she up in the party (ooh)
i pop the perc in my system
the perc in my system, i’m movin’ my body
b*tch, yeah the money on me get choppy
i do not [want you, get ‘hind me???]
yeah, i walked in with my stick like vlogging
nah, i don’t talk to none of y’all n*ggas, y’all be flogging
brodie pull up robbin’, empty pockets
we not give a f*ck who you is, he had 5 kids
t*ten racks, b*tch on 7
ten racks*ten racks, b*tch on 7
yeah, pull up in sub*urbans
pull up*pull up in sub*urbans (yeah)
i jus’ wanna’ f*ck, baby please tell me why you curvin’
know you wanna’ f*ck, baby jus’ tell me why you nervous (yeah)
yeah, hop in the boot up, i hop in the ride, i’m f*ckin’ your b*tch and i’m grabbing her thighs
i’m callin’ up money, i jus’ did it twice, i’m thumbing through hunnids, i made it last night
he run up on me and you know that he dyin’
i had all my n*ggas, my brodie had slime
i’m f*ckin’ that b*tch and i’m off of a perc
she say that she love me but she do not work
i turn it around and i’m makin’ her squirt
this p*ssy too gushy, it’s going berserk
yeah, i need all my bad b*tches lined up, get to twerkin’
yeah, i need all my bad b*tches lined up, get to twerkin’
my b*tch she so bad b, she walk out with birkins
[outro]
i don’t give a f*ck what anyone say n*gga, izzy is up next n*gga
izzy is the only n*gga that can make the whole underground twerk
all y’all n*ggas suck my d*ck, n*gga
izzy is gon’ be up next
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