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letra de plugs in the field - tristan dior

[chorus]
racks on racks, packs on packs
she mad at me, i ain’t hit her back
i slide in that truck and it’s matte black
like it’s soulja boy, i got pretty boy swag
the more money that i get, the more people get racks on they head
it’s a laser on the g19, you get hit with the lead
them hoes in my dm’s i leave ’em on read
yeah, your girl wanna f-ck and she not pretending
you don’t want smoke i got dracs and switches
investing my money all in my business
woah d-mn
yeah, trap money it do jumping jacks
i’m sitting in the back of the maybach
i don’t know what they say in my back
got plugs in the field and they stay in the trap

[verse]
shoot him in the leg, he look like a snail
i’m running a m, i ain’t going to jail
she wanna leave with me cause i’m the one throw racks in the air
folding my money and folding that b-tch from the back
i know you wish you was there
everywhere i go they stare i’m 6’4, walked in with a millionaire
i look like a ball player
i don’t f-ck with n0body, they all haters
i got foreign hoes and they live in decatur
i’m sipping on lean and i don’t do the chaser
she going for me i ain’t gotta chase her
g19, this not a taser
i got college hoes and they got majors
i’m in n0bu like a waiter
woah
imma f-ck her but i ain’t gone date her
she wanna go with me cause i’m slayer academy, i’m a thot slayer
i don’t listen to ddg
packs on the way, i keep it p
you finna die, keep playing with me
i smoke loud not dmt
i’m vlad the first, i’m up in the v
both of my phones on dnd
i got a rich b-tch on a pj
we made a movie, it’s not pg
i keep geeking all the time
she say she can read my mind
i got percs on the way
rocky balboa, i beat the case
yeah, i hit my lawyer up, he beat it
this a x6, not a i8
oh don’t mind me, i’m just geeking
this a don julio friday
i’m throwing the money up, i got my racks up
it’s 850 for a pint if you want some drank
the irs don’t know how much i made
they don’t know how many racks i got in the safe
h-ll yeah
you don’t know where i’m from, you weren’t there
i’m in a mansion on a thousand dollar chair
[chorus]
racks on racks, packs on packs
she mad at me, i ain’t hit her back
i slide in that truck and it’s matte black
like it’s soulja boy, i got pretty boy swag
the more money that i get, the more people get racks on they head
it’s a laser on the g19, you get hit with the lead
them hoes in my dm’s i leave ’em on read
yeah, your girl wanna f-ck and she not pretending
you don’t want smoke i got dracs and switches
investing my money all in my business
woah d-mn
yeah, trap money it do jumping jacks
i’m sitting in the back of the maybach
i don’t know what they say in my back
got plugs in the field and they stay in the trap

- tristan dior

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