letra de bag - king rack$
[rick & morty interlude:]
just hit a b-tton morty give me a beat!
alright okay umm…..
(it’s memphis)
[intro:king rack$]
yeah yeah
you know what time it is
racks in the…. racks!
yeah, yeah
ya ya!
[chorus: king rack$]
i get the bag and i run it up aye
i get me some racks and i flip it up aye
i cook up the sauce, boy i whip it up
i’m up in the booth and i f-ck it up
like i get the bag and i got finesse
i run it like nike, i’m signing the cheques
i’m calling up jefe we jump on a jet
i go for the k!ll man i go for the neck
bag, bag, bag, bag, aye!
huh
bag, bag, bag, bag, aye!
bag, bag, bag, bag, bag
yeah, aye!
yuh!
[verse 1:]
i’m dripping this water, i drip like a lake
i smash in your house and call that my estate!
the 223 chopper it came with the scope
these n-ggas want smoke, but this sh-t not a joke
swim in that p-ssy, i dive in punani
this beat is so wavy, surf on it tsunami
drip like a faucet, lit like a rocket
no van djik, got your b-tch in my pocket
got the game in my sights like a red dot (grrrrrt)
feeling like a fire fighter, boy i’m red hot
like okay okay
got my music turnt up scream ole
ride my d-ck like a bull scream ole
got my b-tches in three, no fourplay
look at my neck and it be chocking
diamonds on deck, i’m so frozen
dripping or drowning, can’t float in my ocean
got bad b-tches with me, she rolls she’s a 10
hoes are just lame, we not the same
she said i got bounce that’s the way that i walk
i’m talking about racks, now i’m talking the talk
whippin’ excursion, whipping the german
i get the bag n-gga
huh?
like i get the bag n-gga, yeah!
[chorus: king rack$]
i get the bag and i run it up aye
i get me some racks and i flip it up aye
i cook up the sauce, boy i whip it up
i’m up in the booth and i f-ck it up
yeah
like i get the bag and i got finesse
i run it like nike, i’m signing the cheques
i’m calling up jefe we jump on a jet
i go for the k!ll man i go for the neck
bag, bag, bag, bag, aye!
huh
bag, bag, bag, bag, aye!
bag, bag, bag, bag, bag
yeah, aye!
yuh!
[verse 2: gummy]
you know gummy gone get the bag
sipping henny i’ve been moving mad
your lil shawty i left her down bad
she swallowed my kids now she calling me dad
smoke the loudest i’m stuck in the clouds i’m feeling too wavy i ain’t coming back
when i pull up with racks it’s a vibe we grinding all day cause the money comes right
bag innit swear i got drip with some ice fitted
when i came in the trap n-ggas knew i’m with it
i ain’t part of your gang cause i trap different
they be calling me goat cause i’m h-lla gifted
and i’m stuck in my zone all these tunes i’m k!lling
[chorus: king rack$]
i get the bag and i run it up aye
i get me some racks and i flip it up aye
i cook up the sauce, boy i whip it up
i’m up in the booth and i f-ck it up
like i get the bag and i got finesse
i run it like nike, i’m signing the cheques
i’m calling up jefe we jump on a jet
i go for the k!ll man i go for the neck
bag, bag, bag, bag, aye!
huh
bag, bag, bag, bag, aye!
bag, bag, bag, bag, bag
yeah, aye!
yuh!
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