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Racks (Paused)

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Yeah, hm, yeah (Skrrt) Racks on top of racks on top of racks on top of racks (Yeah, yeah) I ship packs out to the East and plus the South, bitch, fuck the West Try to slime me out, suggest you watch your mouth 'fore meet the TEC Call up Jmo, he type creep and bust, just pop out, leave you stretched Call up Jmo, he type creep and bust, just Pop out with them forties at your neck I know niggas out, they slide down to your house just for a check All these bitch niggas say they slime Bitch, why you lying just for the 'net? You pay your shooters fifty grand My shooters slide for somethin' less I'ma ship the pack out to the trap house Nigga run up, he get blacked down We gon' spin where you niggas trap house Ain't no way you finna back down I'ma walk down with the Gats out You get pushed back, you get whacked down We goin' band for band, pull your racks out Man for man, pull your hats out Fly down with the SIG, nigga, black out Five-star shooter might pull your max out Big body Tonka might get you backed down Twin wigged out, fuck 'round, crash out Fifty K bands, might go and cash out Nigga try to slide up, twin backed out Play shit again, bitch, you get lagged out (Yeah), slime I'm ridin' 'round with a stick on my side Niggas tryna run up, bet that fuck nigga die ARP, slide down with a ARP with a flashlight, leave your ass blind I'm the type nigga hop out with a big Fifteen, lil' Dave hop out with a.9 Go over to bad bitch house, she on me Tryna fuck, but the ho keep turnin' my signs Huh, walkin' down with Baby Drac', call ROP, we snatchin' brains If my shooter shoot for shoes, imagine what he'd do for chains Masked up with them baby.9s, ROP slide just like we paint I'm the type nigga, I'm gon' fire on 1v5 'cause I'm insane Racks on top of racks on top of racks on top of racks (Yeah, yeah) I ship packs out to the East and plus the South, bitch, fuck the West Try to slime me out, suggest you watch your mouth 'fore meet the TEC Call up Jmo, he type creep and bust, just pop out, leave you stretched Call up Jmo, he type creep and bust, just Pop out with them forties at your neck I know niggas out, they slide down to your house just for a check All these bitch niggas say they slime Bitch, why you lying just for the 'net? You pay your shooters fifty grand, my shooters Slide for somethin' less (12, fuck boy)