letra de rack$ - x$oul
[intro]
yo, focus, you did it again, my nig!
[chorus: x$oul]
thumbin’ through my stacks, i’m ’bout to make a hunnid racks
i just be driftin’ on the track, if we gon’ race, don’t get too mad
b-tch, i done never placed in last, ’cause i don’t slack, go way too fast
we shoot these bullets out the mac, don’t mean no cheese, but we get that
if you near the team, don’t ever lack, we catch you once, shots hit yo’ back
this shawty crazy, wanna tap, she no kit kat, but she a snack
i’m feelin’ wavy, need her snap’, just really wanna break her back (focus production)
sit on my lap all through the night, high like a plane, won’t ever crash
[verse 1: knighty]
comin’ with a tool, i’m ’bout to hit his f-ckin’ head
and when i’m runnin’ through the room, i’m gonna fill his brain with lead
droppеd right out of school, but i be counting all these chеcks
and if you make me lose my cool, i’m finna break yo’ f-ckin’ neck
and we gon’ wet him like a pool if he try to take another step
and you say she’s yo’ main, but all it takes is a f-ckin’ text (yo, focus, you did it again, my nig!)
take her back to my room, and then i’m nuttin’ on her chest
yeah, we gettin’ to the top ’cause they know that we the best
tryna fight me, but your moves are so predictable
catchin’ all these bodies, yeah, i feel so invincible
got all this designer, i’m a dripped out individual
copyin’ all my flows ’cause they know that i’m original
[verse 2: x$oul]
ayy, come in with the glock, and i’ma point it at yo’ face
don’t ever play around with us ’cause we can k!ll and leave no trace
you dreamin’ ’bout coppin’ a jag’, boy, i just got a 458
it’s sittin’ right beside the lamb’, and that sh-t white like mayonnaise
and all my ex-b-tches still follow me, they just can’t let it go
not talking frozen, but my watch cold, chain’s an iceberg like my flow
and i done made so many racks that they gon’ think i sold my soul
but i was born without that sh-t, i show no mercy with the pole (focus production)
[chorus: x$oul]
thumbin’ through my stacks, i’m ’bout to make a hunnid racks
i just be driftin’ on the track, if we gon’ race, don’t get too mad
b-tch, i done never placed in last, ’cause i don’t slack, go way too fast
we shoot these bullets out the mac, don’t mean no cheese, but we get that
if you near the team, don’t ever lack, we catch you once, shots hit yo’ back
this shawty crazy, wanna tap, she no kit kat, but she a snack
i’m feelin’ wavy, need her snap’, just really wanna break her back (focus production)
sit on my lap all through the night, high like a plane, won’t ever crash
[outro]
yo, focus, you did it again, my nig!
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