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[chorus: j neat & supaw-ssi]

(j neat)
my trap house runnin’ back to back
don’t play no tennis but i got them racks
she a lil’ freak might do it wit’ the gang
shootin’ shots, aim at yo’ brain

(supaw-ssi)
me and j neat that’s back to back
we wipe ya’ nose, yeah that’s the pact
she eat me up like a snack
no tennis but we got rickety racks

(j neat)
my trap house runnin’ back to back
don’t play no tennis but i got them racks
she a lil’ freak might do it wit’ the gang
shootin’ shots, aim at yo’ brain

(supaw-ssi)
me and j neat that’s back to back
we wipe ya’ nose, yeah that’s the pact
she eat me up like a snack
no tennis but we got rickety racks

[verse 1: j neat & supaw-ssi]

(j neat)
t house gettin’ rickety racks
water whip i bring it back
nose be runnin’ ’cause i ran
see the cops then i dash
it’s on my lap, it got no stash

(supaw-ssi)
it’s on my hip so f-ck a stash
shoot him in his face then we take his face
i’m smokin’ demi’, that pack got no name
wipe ya’ nose don’t leave a trace

(j neat)
like tayk we do the race
got them bands just for case
got the cake just like i bake
she want my time, i’m on a plane

(supaw-ssi)
f-ck feelings we catchin’ flights
even on red, my shooters on green light
vvs my diamonds bright

[chorus: j neat & supaw-ssi]

(j neat)
my trap house runnin’ back to back
don’t play no tennis but i got them racks
she a lil’ freak might do it wit’ the gang
shootin’ shots, aim at yo’ brain

(supaw-ssi)
me and j neat that’s back to back
we wipe ya’ nose, yeah that’s the pact
she eat me up like a snack
no tennis but we got rickety racks

(j neat)
my trap house runnin’ back to back
don’t play no tennis but i got them racks
she a lil’ freak might do it wit’ the gang
shootin’ shots, aim at yo’ brain

(supaw-ssi)
me and j neat that’s back to back
we wipe ya’ nose, yeah that’s the pact
she eat me up like a snack
no tennis but we got rickety racks

[verse 2: j neat & supaw-ssi]

(supaw-ssi)
walk up hoodied up then i blast
half these n-ggas’ rap be cap
i feel like tony in the trap
carter frames i see the bag
we at yo’ neck if you got a tag

(j neat)
i need a lambo, not a jag’
i need the fancy sh-t i never had
mr. w-ssi got n-ggas mad, yeah
too much drip don’t slip, yeah
i gotta walk my stick, yeah

(supaw-ssi)
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zombie tips up in the fifth, yeah
if you wanna get rich, take risks, yeah
you can lose yo’ life in a blink, wlatt

(j neat)
like base ball like pitched
man’ll lose more than a brick, yeah
man’ll lose yo’ head if you don’t think, yeah
extended clip up in a compact

(supaw-ssi)
i’ll k!ll him if he right or wrong, fam
i’m runnin’, goin’ halves ’til the mornin’
now we in the benz and we tourin’
hard time in the rain, it was pourin’

(j neat)

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