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letra de racks in the bag - lewxs

[chorus]
i’m pullin’ up with my squad (gang)
we gonna smoke up ’til dawn (gas)
we see the cops then we run (12)
diamonds all up on my arm (ice)
all of these haters they laugh (they laugh)
but i got the racks in the bag (racks)
these b-tches, they take off their pants (panties)
i hop in a coupe then i dash (skrrt)
i’m pullin’ up with my squad (gang)
we gonna smoke up ’til dawn (gas)
we see the cops then we run (12)
diamonds all up on my arm (ice)
all of these haters they laugh (they laugh)
but i got the racks in the bag (racks)
these b-tches, they take off their pants (panties)
i hop in a coupe then i dash (skrrt)

[verse 1]
these haters be makin’ me laugh (they hatin’ me)
i hop in a lamb then a jag (skrrt)
you ain’t got no money for cabs (nah)
but i paid the price and the tab (cash)
yeah, i want the baddest b-tch, the biggest racks you’ve ever seen (bad)
and when i’m cookin’ up the drugs, i feel like charlie sheen (woo)
yeah, i’m gonna make 2 mil’ (yeah)
then i’m gonna pop 3 pills (on god)
big cash up on the real (cash)
yeah, i’m gonna sign a deal (sign it)
i’ma pay for mommas meals (momma)
give a f-ck ’bout how you feel (f-ck it)
gotta engine in the rear and i’ma pay for all my bills (grr)
yeah, how do you feel? i’m poppin’ a pill and makin’ a mil’ or two (two)
i’ll buy you a dime then buy us a coupe then i’ll take a ride with you (skrrt, skrrt)
hop in a lamb, it go fast though (lambo)
i get the muhf-ckin’ cash flow (cash)
keep talkin’ that sh-t, get hit with the fists but i am not usin’ no rambo (no cap)

[pre-chorus]
no face, no case (no case)
you a get hit (pow!), straight ace (yeah)
all of your diamonds they look outta place (they fake)
all of my diamonds they real in my face (ice)
seen a bad b-tch i just wanna taste (she bad)
run from the police, i’m gonna get tased (12)
can’t f-ck a b-tch if she basic (basic)
can’t f-ck a b-tch if she fake (woo)

[chorus]
i’m pullin’ up with my squad (gang)
we gonna smoke up ’til dawn (gas)
we see the cops then we run (12)
diamonds all up on my arm (ice)
all of these haters they laugh (they laugh)
but i got the racks in the bag (racks)
these b-tches, they take off their pants (panties)
i hop in a coupe then i dash (skrrt)
i’m pullin’ up with my squad
we gonna smoke up ’til dawn (gas)
we see the cops then we run (12)
diamonds all up on my arm (ice)
all of these haters they laugh (they laugh)
but i got the racks in the bag (racks)
these b-tches, they take off their pants (panties)
i hop in a coupe then i dash

[chorus]
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, we go fast (skrrt, skrrt)
girl, when you’re with me it gon’ last (awh, awh, yeah)
don’t worry ’bout the drama or the past (nah, nah, nah, awh, awh, yeah, yeah)
hunnid round drum on me (drum)
andre drummond (drum)
you don’t want smoke with me (nah)
who gon’ tell em? (who, who?)
all of the diamonds on me (ice)
you be jealous (you be who?)
all of these b-tches on me (b-tches)
this d-ck i fed em (woo, woo)

[outro]
awh, awh, yeah
nah, nah, nah, awh, awh, yeah, yeah

- lewxs

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