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Racks
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Hardcore Rap
Racks was released on February 12, 2024 by Black Emerald Music Group, LLC as a part of the album Money Tape
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Release DateFebruary 12, 2024
LabelBlack Emerald Music Group, LLC
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Lyrics

Want these racks and all these stacks
Want these racks and all these stacks
Moving gas through all these packs
They keep maxing all these max
And I keep putting it hen my glass
She bring a friend, gon' smash
Keep going in, don't ask
If a fuck **** wanna try me
Put that hoe **** on blast
Getting throwed a **** might crash
On perks, ****, no Xans
On some savage shit, ****, having shit
Treat the baddest bitch like a fan
Fly, ****, don't laugh, understand I ain't playing
Got some real street **** that gone vouch what I'm saying
Don't give no fuck, ****, no pass, fuck ****, don't ask
Straight out the bottom, I found treasure in that trash
Got this Henny in my glass
Like the way you shake your ass
I've been grinding, I've been praying
I've been grinding all I'm saying
What they saying? I never ran
Grind Life, ENT, fuck is you saying? Quit playing
Making deals hand to hand, trying to run up them bands
Before I ever let them play me, I lay where I stand
Look in my eyes like a man
See some **** turn to bitches, something I don't understand
You can try, hope you don't under plan It's all about the upper hand
**** will vouch, I'm known to execute the plan
Want these racks and all these stacks
Moving gas through all these packs
They keep maxing all these max
And I keep putting it hen my glass
She bring a friend, gon' smash
Keep going in, don't ask
If a fuck **** wanna try me
Put that hoe **** on blast
Getting throwed a **** might crash
On perks, ****, no Xans
On some savage shit, ****, having shit
Treat the baddest bitch like a fan
Fly, ****, don't laugh, understand I ain't playing
Got some real street **** that gone vouch what I'm saying
They want cash out my life
Big bag and that ice
Shout out to my **** serving big bags of that white
Got that big hoe, smash on sight, ****, do it first night
Shout out to the squad, I swear to God, we living life
Strobe lights, road lights, **** swerve through everything
Hard pill or soft white, I swear he hold like everything
Tryna ball like every night, I hope this shit don't ever change
Mob ties with my mob guys we certified in every state
Big dawg, I'm heavyweight Tell a bitch I'll never wait
Tell her come through, and if she do, I throw it in her face
Swear it always been a race, and all I did was run shit
RIP to NIP, bitch it's still that marathons shit
Want these racks and all these stacks
Moving gas through all these packs
They keep maxing all these max
And I keep putting it hen my glass
She bring a friend, gon' smash
Keep going in, don't ask
If a fuck **** wanna try me
Put that hoe **** on blast
Getting throwed a **** might crash
On perks, ****, no Xans
On some savage shit, ****, having shit
Treat the baddest bitch like a fan
Fly, ****, don't laugh, understand I ain't playing
Got some real street **** that gone vouch what I'm saying
Written by: Antonio Freeman, C.J. Johnson
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