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letra de fat racks - luh tyler

[intro]
gang
yeah
phew, phew
gang, skinny n-gga, fat racks, i’m out the way
gas burning like some sage
yea, staying out the way (ayy, will)
gang, ayy, skee

[verse]
skinny n-gga, fat racks, stand the f-ck up out the way (gang)
white runtz inside my blunt, that b-tch burning like some sage
no, i ain’t doing sh-t for you if that sh-t don’t get me paid
bad b-tch, she got her toes done and her edges slayed
i’m on the beat, i’m in that mode, n-gga, you can’t stop the rain
make sure that my family straight before i ever buy a chain (on gang)
i get in the booth, my feet kicked up, i’m kissing mary jane (out my body)
you won’t catch me in the mix, i’m staying in my own lanе
you won’t catch me in the mix but you can catch me with ya b-tch (with ya b-tch)
nah, this ain’t dirty monеy, all my money be legit (my sh-t legit)
in the booth, i’m smoking sour patch, feeling like that kid (like that kid)
i just took a n-gga b-tch, yeah, i hit her with that rizz (yah)
yeah, i’m feeling like a pimple cause i’m finna pop my sh-t
if you ever took my ho, it ain’t no pressure ’bout that b-tch
ain’t no gas inside his blunt, buddy must be smoking mid
you ain’t tryna get no money, you ain’t standing on no business
take a look inside my pocket, i got racks inside my pants
i been getting to that money, n-gga, feeling like that man (like the man)
took yo b-tch and get behind her, yeah, then i do my dance (yea)
time to have them labels calling, n-gga, tryna get them bands
nah, i’on f-ck with n-ggas, you might think i’m the klan
run that my money up, make sure my family straight, yeah, that’s the plan
i ain’t have to take ya b-tch, turnt ya ho’ into a fan
take the ho’ out to the beach, she getting freaky on the sand
pennywise inside my blunt, hit that sh-t, it make you float
i’m out the way, i’m with ya b-tch and she tryna drive the boat (drive the boat)
i’m either out here chasing cake or talking sh-t up in the ‘yota (i’m in the ‘yota)
i can’t wait to rock the stage, you know i’m tryna kick the door
rubi rose or jayda wayda, man, f-ck it, i want both
had to cut lil’ mama off because she always do the most
i been kissing mary jane, think i’m ’bout to overdose
i been stepping on they neck, i got the rap game in a choke
[outro]
yah, i got the rap game in a choke, n-gga
gang, yeah
skee

- luh tyler

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