lirik lagu dam3, kemkooley, dj eric kuhl and young god blow – rax up
racks up
racks up
racks up
raf simmons
b~tch with saint laurent
get ya’ cash up
add up
money long
you f~ckin up
gang with me
jumping off like vans
we don’t let up
chillin’ condos
and you not f~cking w me
ya’ heard me
find me on 11th
be passing the city
bow before the god
before you get the hit stick
taking a blow
it’s not cool when
i wake up and you taking my flow
two toned on my wrist
we not eating sloppy joe
got a new foreign b~tch
not even a whip to show
heard me right
no phones
to order for when i go
not to mention that she fake but all her friends are my hoes
(no)
yeah f~ck feds
motherf~cker
taking everything
even f~cking with my own head
government being ran by some old heads
there’s the reason all
my new friends are all dead
racks up
racks up
racks up
raf simmons
b~tch with saint laurent
get ya’ cash up
add up
money long
you f~ckin up
gang with me
jumping off like vans
we don’t let up
came up in the game
f~ck it up like woo
she see all these chains
so she don’t know what to do
no we the not the same
i just came up in the booth
blessin beats getting paid from em too
whole team gone eat
more money in the pool
two door coupe
skrt skrt vroom vroom
only 40,000 miles
i can pull up on you
pull up to new york
and pop smoke with some woos
rip the goat and may his soul do too
go see god blow and dj eric kuhl
take a road trip and i’m finna make move’s
b~tch its me and dam3 in this b~tch like woo
we don’t let up
a n~gga getting fed up
a bullet to the brain if you f~cking with my cheddar
get ya bread up tell ya girl to pick her head up
she kissing the end of my d~ck it look like a beretta
racks on a million
you just a civilian
i disappear and lose my clothes then run through hoes lemillion
f~cking a b~tch f~cking a b~tch her name is jillian
she brought her best friend lillian
and they both are brazilian
counting all the guap is what i do
gunning hoes in saint laurent
and then i lob it to my crew
i asked her what she want but then she wanna be my boo
stupid b~tch get a clue aye i don’t want you
racks up
racks up
racks up
raf simmons
b~tch with saint laurent
get ya’ cash up
add up
money long
you f~ckin up
gang with me
jumping off like vans
we don’t let up
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu jadenlin – palaze
- lirik lagu arthur russell – being it
- lirik lagu joost – ik wil je
- lirik lagu deradoorian – mask of yesterday
- lirik lagu david riondino – samba ’78
- lirik lagu caylee hammack – forged in the fire
- lirik lagu mach-hommy – sbtm (sweeney been told me)
- lirik lagu yvng mc – thealphabet! (prod. bigwar)
- lirik lagu deep purple – smoke on the water (live in paris 1975
- lirik lagu johnson righeira – operazione sole