lirik lagu rackski 63 - the fuck is you stupid
[intro]
(gang, b~tch)
grrah, grrah, boom
ayy, rackski 63, hoe
huh? (boom, boom)
b~tch, you dumb?
huh, huh—stupid!
[chorus]
i need a sl~t from the opps to come drop that load, i’ll leave the backdoor crackin’ (crack it!)
send that ho my way, she leavin’ bleedin’, face gone, neck all snappin’ (grrah!)
pop out the cut with two lil’ demons, ain’t n0body askin’ who gon’ drive (skrrt!)
he talk tough ’til he met my iron, now he silent, can’t reply (p~ssy!)
on god, these rap n~ggas hoes, i just talk my sh~t, don’t even try
glock or switch? can’t never decide, but either way, somebody gon’ die (boom, boom!)
this pain run deep, i don’t even cry no more, my soul been fried
i don’t got ops—i got victims, b~tch, i don’t let sh~t slide (let nothin’ slide!)
[verse]
b~tch try to givе me top with braces—ew, ho, your jaw ain’t trainеd (nasty ho!)
these n~ggas k!llin’ they own blood now, i don’t trust sh~t but my flame (nope)
we was crashin’ bikes into porches, now we crash cars just to aim (skrrt, skrrt!)
three deep in a stolo tinted out, tryna put a dumb b~tch on a chain (dumbass!)
i ain’t even rich yet, still got motion, still got pounds, still got pain
still got switches, still got hitters, still got sh~t that’ll melt your brain (grrah!)
f~ck rap—if this don’t work, i’m back with a sack and a scale in the rain (back in the trap)
you can’t slide with us, you panic, froze up when we hopped that train (b~tch, froze!)
catch one lackin’, stretch his frame, hit his dreads, now he not the same (b~tch, boom!)
he screamed out “gang” when he died, but that gang never came (never came, p~ssy!)
don’t post no burner if you won’t flame—lil’ bro’ll take that sh~t in vain
my youngin’ tweakin’ off them rps, crash out and shoot up the whole d~mn lane (boom, boom, boom!)
i ain’t savin’ hoes, i got demons to feed, and i feed ’em pain
better pray to a god i don’t believe in, ’cause i’m tryna slide again (again!)
drop a location, he gone miss graduation—ain’t no cap and gown (nope!)
his mom gon’ cry like, “why they do my son like that?”—b~tch, he a f~ckin’ clown
that chain don’t mean you safe, dumb n~gga, that just mean we takin’ you down
catch him at popeyes, pop five, now his biscuit on the ground (fat b~tch!)
[chorus]
i need a sl~t from the opps to come drop that load, i’ll leave the backdoor crackin’ (backdoor, b~tch!)
send that ho my way, she leavin’ with no scalp, no neck, she cappin’ (boom, boom!)
hop out the backseat, i don’t blink, one squeeze—he gaspin’ (grrah!)
i ain’t no rapper, i just spill this truth in violent fashion (facts!)
f~ck that fame, f~ck a plaque, f~ck a label, b~tch, i’m trappin’ (still!)
do i want the glock with the d~ck or the k with the drum? i’m clashin’ (which one?)
don’t tell me “heal” when i’m still hurtin’, that sh~t just sound like laughin’
i got blood on shoes, blood in my dreams, i don’t feel nothin’—i’m blackin’ (blacked out!)
outro:
grrah, grrah, boom
rackski 63, f~ck is you stupid, huh?
gang, gang, gang, gang
goof~ass opps can’t duck these—slatt
b~tch, stupid!
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