Yeat – Rackz got më (feat. Gunna) Lyrics

Yeat – Rackz got më (feat. Gunna) Lyrics
Rackz got më
Yeat (feat. Gunna)
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    "Rackz got më." - Yeat (feat. Gunna)

    Album: 2 Alivë (Geëk Pack)
    Track No: 06
    Racks don't stab my back (Uh)
    Percs don't stab my back, yeah
    Everybody stabbed my back, uh (Damn, Trgc made that? Yeah)
    Racks don't stab my back, uh
    Percs don't stab my back, yeah
    Everybody stabbed my back, uh (Yeah)
    Big money, big cars
    We rock chains, we stars
    All these bands, I bought the car
    Yeah, I just added up bands for some Rick, I just pulled up on them with the twenty-two fit
    Yeah, I just bought me some diamonds from Eliantte and I told him I need 'em to hit
    Told 'em it's time for me to find some love and I'm takin' these Percs, I get high as a bitch
    And if I give that lil' pussy a chance
    I don't know what they say behind my back
    And you know I ain't goin' for that
    I been as high as a plane, how you gon' say I'm a plain?
    I don't be rememberin' nothin', I never had me a plan
    We don't do fights, we don't scuffle
    I'm poppin' they bitches, they bubble
    Yeah, they been on rocks, on gravel
    Yeah, I'm on a whole 'nother level
    Yeah, we saw your ass in trouble
    I know you dig it, bitch, yeah, I'm a shovel
    I'm in my LV bag, in my duffle
    Yeah, I run up my money, I double (Double it)
    I don't know when them people would stab my back, but I know that my money would never
    Racks don't stab my back (Uh)
    Percs don't stab my back, yeah
    Everybody stabbed my back, uh (Damn, Trgc made that? Yeah)
    Racks don't stab my back, uh
    Percs don't stab my back, yeah
    Everybody stabbed my back, uh (Yeah)
    Big money, big cars
    We rock chains, we stars
    All these bands, I bought the car
    Percs don't stab my back
    All my slimes say slatt (Slimes say slatt)
    Let's get it, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (Slime)
    Look at my bitch, she snatched
    She a lil' two piece snack
    Bend her and break her back
    Let her count a few racks
    Racks, racks (Yeah, okay)
    Racks, racks (Let's get paid)
    Racks, racks
    Racks, racks, yeah, okay
    Got my money and then some, o-okay (Okay)
    Make a **** bleed like a tampon, o-okay (Okay)
    Syrup and Percocet
    Syrup and Percocet
    Elliot, VVS
    Givenchy mink vest
    OMG, I'm fresh
    These racks got me possessed
    Racks don't stab my back (Uh)
    Percs don't stab my back, yeah
    Everybody stabbed my back, uh (Damn, Trgc made that? Yeah)
    Racks don't stab my back, uh
    Percs don't stab my back, yeah
    Everybody stabbed my back, uh (Yeah)
    Big money, big cars
    We rock chains, we stars
    All these bands, I bought the car

    Writer(s): Noah Smith, Gunna, Jammarius Hill & Fyodor Rogovoy Viktorovich.

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