a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lirik lagu trenchbaby 67 - i got racks in my pocket

[intro]
(atl jacob, metro beats)
(yeahh…)
(racks in the pocket, n~gga—no cap)
(grrah!)
(let’s get it)

[verse 1]
twelve on the dash, racks stuffed in my pants (racks, racks)
i ain’t even droppin’ no ap, these dollars, they dance (why lie?)
no second chances—strap strap, get your mans (baow!)
i came from the gutter, now i’m scoring advance (facts!)
i’m rockin’ unreleased diesel, that ho know the smell (yeah)
she a freak with piercings—i gave her my h~ll (slurp!)
press the pedal, coupe flame, pull up like a rebel (skrrt!)
bad b~tch on the roll, call that hoe honorable mention (woo!)
pockets big, hundred b~lls, they could weigh a ton (cash)
drop a brick, make a flip, now the cartel want some
never slip on the strip—heat stay tucked, son
i’ll intercept your opps while i’m sippin’ from the club (grrah!)

[chorus]
i got racks in my pocket, racks in my pocket (yeah)
million~dollar posture—even on a small block with profit
shotta talk? i talk louder with that rocket (baow!)
slide out, no caution—b~tch, this murder market
i got racks in my pocket, racks in my pocket (woo)
tour bus, tour dates, fifty mil’, i locked it
house on a hill, never see me in a pocket
they k!lled my bro, now i’m k!llin’ in the coffin (facts!)
[verse 2]
got a four~pound tucked underneath my floor mat (four~pound)
if a n~gga ask, he gon’ disappear, then i go grab (gone)
triple~black wraith, drippin’ while i hop out
rapping on these beats, talking sh~t, i rock loud (grrah!)
i remember cussing out the counselor, no cap
now i’m bagging up at night, racks never nap
youngest boss in the city, ear to the map
got shots, got claims—i control where they at (woo!)
she got piercings on her lips, i f~ck her in the mirage (zoom)
hate all my pics, but my pockets bigger than their entourage
opps waitin’ on a shot, i caught him in his garage
spinning on his rooftop like i’m playing video yard (skrrt!)

[chorus]
i got racks in my pocket, racks in my pocket
press up on your palace, leave you gettin’ knocked then
ain’t no talkin’, just walkin’ with toxins
break a label, break a neck—make sure they watch it (baow!)
i got racks in my pocket, racks in my pocket
mansion front gate, hitpin’, you can’t knock it
feds wanna talk, but i’ll block it
let my shooters handle sh~t—this ain’t no topic

[bridge]
(grrah! woo! baow!)
pull up, torch sh~t—watch it glow (glow)
slide quiet, hit hard—let it blow (bah!)
stack loud, move proud, never fold (facts!)
trenchbaby 67—gettin’ bold (bold.)
[outro]
(racks)
racks in my pocket—won’t stop it
you know what the f~ck goin’ on
otf—trenchbaby wildin’
(grrah!)
let them racks speak for me
and let the opps sleep

- lirik lagu trenchbaby 67

Lirik lagu lainnya:

LIRIK YANG LAGI HITS MINGGU INI