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lirik lagu racks up – mike o

i’m high, i’m * i’m loaded

yea (yea)

haha

aye (yee yee)

y’all got to many hoe n*ggas in ya fleet (ah)

i walk away from hoe n*ggas when they speak (ah)

i exchange the energy for benjis please

i got b*tches wishin’ there was ten of me

my b*tch nastyyyyyy like the soda flat (nastyyyyy)

you harass meeeeee, ain’t no coming back
(rasssss meee)

you do rap beef, i don’t do none of that (yea)

i do rap cheese, i need a hunnid’ racks

pop pop then we rolling on (pop)

rasta what we smoking on (hot, hot)

chop shop if he doing wrong

top spot if i’m doing songs (chop ‘em up)

top spot if i’m doing songs! (chop ‘em up, chop’ em up)

can’t let em up in my ear like i’m doing wrong

it’s been a h*ll of a year what have you been on (you been oonnnn)

vv’s look like chandeliers i’ma need some

n*gga don’t come over here with that bb gun (woo)

rotisserie wrist in the rotation (got the wrist)

when it come to these b*tches ain’t no saving

i can’t bring up no hoe that be triflin (no no)

if he gone need the scope get the rifle then (no no)

but i rather be up close and personal

lift him up like he outta the terminal
(lift eem up)

lift him up like my n*ggas convertible
(lift eem up)

lift him up like my n*ggas just murdered him

y’all got to many hoe n*ggas in ya fleet

i walk away from hoe n*ggas when they speak

i exchange the energy for benjis please

i got b*tches wishing there was ten of me

my b*tch nastyyyyyy like the soda flat

you harass meeeeee, ain’t no coming back
(rass meee)

you do rap beef, i don’t do none of that

i do rap cheese, i need a hunnid’ racks

hunnid racks

i need the racks

hunnid racks

i need the racks

hunnid racks

i need the raaaacks

hunnid racks (yea)

hop out the jag then i hop ina sprinter (jag)

i bring the heat in the middle of winter (hot)

i shot the game and i ate it for dinner

hopped off the porch and i made myself n*gga

i didn’t gain no help n*gga

they look at me strange oh well n*gga (n*gga )

all of my friends roosevelt’s n*gga

y’all be some shoot below the belt n*ggas

bust his head open bust his head like some noodles he look like spaghetti woah woah (woah woah woah)

don’t come round here n*gga we ain’t fair n*gga, bodies dropping like confetti woah woah
(woah woah woah)

don’t come round here n*gga we ain’t far yea ya shawty wan f*ck and she let me woah woah (woah, woah woah woah)

real n*gga i can’t finish yet until the family hop in jacepis woah woah
(woah woah woah woah)

y’all got to many hoe n*ggas in ya fleet

i walk away from hoe n*ggas when they speak

i exchange the energy for benjis please

i got b*tches wishing there was ten of me

my b*tch nastyyyyyy like the soda flat

you harass meeeeee, ain’t no coming back
(rass meee)

you do rap beef, i don’t do none of that

i do rap cheese, i need a hunnid’ racks

- mike o

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