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letra de racks bring the rats - keshore

racks bring the rats lyrics
[intro]
[?], i’ll just call rob
alex cheyz
shadow
b-tch

[chorus]
b-tch i count my weight when i’m off racks
yeah, you f-cked her but i f-cked her too, but you still took her back
huh, woah, smoking on gangsta pack (hee-hee)
thuggin’ off the gas, i flipped a pound to k!ll a rat

[verse 1]
woah, huh, lil’ b-tch
f-cking that b-tch off percocet, so d-mn hard, hard, hard, hard
run that b-tch so fast like a track star (track star)
hop out of the ghost with my cobras (skrrt)
playing with the keys, call ’em kilos, b-tch i’m mozart
smoking on that gas, i’m so gone, i’m so r-t-rd
we don’t need no fuel in the whip, it’s a elon
money way too bright, in the dark it go neon (yeah)
mommy, your son gon’ make you a rich b-tch
two wheels on the yokohama, looking like a ripstik
focusing on my sh-t, why the f-ck you asking me where your b-tch is?
could give a f-ck bout these n-ggas, i’m with my gang, i’m trynna get rich, rich
(b-tch)
[chorus]
b-tch i count my weight when i’m off racks
yeah, you f-cked her but i f-cked her too, but you still took her back
huh, woah, smoking on gangsta pack (hee-hee)
thuggin’ off the gas, i flipped a pound to k!ll a rat (rat)

[verse 2]
walking in the room with all this sh-t, i call it calisthenics (yeah)
normal sh-t too irritating, stay up out my f-cking business
mula (money, money, money), with you rich ass
huh, f-ck you in my business with your b-tch ass
yeah, f-ck around with my n-ggas, you get blitzed fast
all that motherf-cking smoke, you know i do that brick dance
the amount of sh-t i did up in this b-tch, it cost you lifespans
we on track a hundred mph, you still on broadband

- keshore

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