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Rackz got më
Yeat; Gunna
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Yeah, racks don't stab my back (uh)
Percs don't stab my back, yeah
Everybody stabbed my back, uh, yeah (damn, Trgc made that?)
Racks don't stab my back, uh
Percs don't stab my back, yeah
Everybody stabbed my back, uh (yeah)
Big money, big cars (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh, ooh)
We rock chains, we stars (ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah)
All these bands, I bought the car (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I just added up bands for some Rick
I just pulled up on them with the 22 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 (yeah)
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? (Uh)
I don't be rememberin' nothin' (uh)
I never had me a plan
We don't do fights, we don't scuffle, ooh
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 (never, no)
Yeah, racks don't stab my back (uh)
Percs don't stab my back, yeah
Everybody stabbed my back, uh, yeah (damn, Trgc made that?)
Racks don't stab my back, uh
Percs don't stab my back, yeah
Everybody stabbed my back, uh (yeah)
Big money, big cars (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh, ooh)
We rock chains, we stars (ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah)
All these bands, I bought the car
Percs don't stab my back
All my slimes say slatt (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, oh okay (okay)
Make a nigga bleed like a tampon, oh okay (okay)
Syrup and Percocet
Syrup and Percocet
Elliot, VVS
Givenchy mink vest
OMG, I'm fresh
These racks got me possessed
Yeah, racks don't stab my back (uh)
Percs don't stab my back, yeah
Everybody stabbed my back, uh, yeah (damn, Trgc made that?)
Racks don't stab my back, uh
Percs don't stab my back, yeah
Everybody stabbed my back, uh (yeah)
Big money, big cars (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh, ooh)
We rock chains, we stars (ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah)
All these bands, I bought the car