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lirik lagu road racer – sethii shmactt

{intro]
raf is in the building

{chorus: sethii shmactt]
look, aye
160 on the dash i’m a road racer
if her name ain’t bag then i won’t chase her
put your feelings to the side, i need more paper
and my shootings pulling up, with four lasers
beat it up, count the bucks then i gone shake her
you ain’t talking bout no bread, i’m the dough maker
young n*gga steady game, i’m a note taker
you ain’t doing some right if you got no haters

[verse 1: sethii shmactt]
aye, n*gga listen up
i been up the road getting chicken up
drop a four up in my cup i’ma mix it up
and this dough got me stuck, ain’t no getting up
only f*ck bad b*tches i’m a dime player
they say time is money i’m a time saver
i don’t care about these n*ggas, i don’t mind haters
that sh*t keep me going, it’s a motivator

[verse 2: sethii shmactt]
all this n*ggas talk, but they not sh*t
big 40’s super sonic that’s the [?]
b*tch, whole gang sending packs out
lil b*tch brought the check, i’ma act out
if you speaking on my name, you get packed out
big brodie got the ten, bring the mac out
aye, and if you capping better stop that
acting like you street, but in person you is not that
n*ggas got a price on my head, come and cop that
i be with your b*tch getting in i just knocked that
i be with them n*ggas toting straps that gone pop that
brodie got a pack in that pint i be off that
aye, and f*ck the law, free my lil bro
got a dog in the cage, need to let him go
broke b*tch big bank take lil dough
and the money {?] that’s the way it go
[verse 2: e.corleone]
if money ain’t the top of discussion, then what you here for?
f*ck 100, b*tch i’m looking for a real score
shot that sh*t up i’m only saying this once
you gone end up a holiday for trying to play like you dumb, aye
never speak on what i know, or speak on n*ggas skits
how pillowtalking on the mob and get you n*gga’s [?]
all that’s gone do is get you hurt and get y’all b*tches hit
strip talk bandits just check up on the bag about this n*gga’s b*tch
like that, they think we really finna fight back
banana clip gone wave him up and push his line back
i rather run up some benji’s and let my time past
then blow a stack on the latest time to rewind that
ride back, told that b*tch to never ride back
and place an order on his head, supersize jack
they see the gang still geeking and they don’t like that
mud got me moonwalking, feeling like mike jack
this b*tch mad, ask me why i keep this glock on me?
cause you prolly with the n*ggas trying plot on me
skit after skit, i call [?] to get the plate popping
chase flocking, step back floater thinking i’m klay thompson
make friends sh*t i barely like the shake hands
solid as they come move along can’t let no snake in
hollow {?] pop out at your door thinking i’m jason
you got the right n*gga if money calling i’ma chase it
aye, if i ain’t got it i’ma take it
we the masked up bandits thinking we hahish
we can’t f*ck with new n*ggas thinking thinking we racist
and i’m not trying to hit your [?] b*tch you can face it
aye, if i ain’t got it i’ma take it
we the masked up bandits thinking we hahish
twin told me go get it, don’t play around n*ggas waiting
we applying all pressure for any sucker n*gga hating

- sethii shmactt

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