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letra de racks out! w/ arena - young chubb

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(chorus):

aye

f-ck a titty ya b-tch i bring the racks out, (racks out)

comin’ with the heat you better bring your mac out, (gluh gluh)

watch your 6 ya you better watch your back now (watch your back)

(verse 1):

runnin’ to the bands ya my credit card be maxed out, (maxed out)

i pull up with the boys, you talkin’ sh-t and then we spaz out, (spaz out)

you said she was your girl but she suckin’ on my sack, wow, (wow wow)

f-ck i lost a cup, pour my lean up in my mag-well, (in my mag)

(pre-chorus):

ya

doin’ well, (ya) ya i’m doin’ well

puffin’ on that magic so i feel like i can cast a spell, (ya)
ya

doin well, ya i’m doin’ well, (huh)

my music be so loud, so if your talking i can’t f-ckin’ tell (nah i can’t)

ya i’m doin’ well, your not cause i can tell (nah)

i can’t be around you its bad for my mental health (ya it is)

ya i’m doin’ well, your not cause i can tell (huh?)

ya i f-ck that b-tch once then i blocked her on my cell, aye! (for real)

(arena’s verse):

i got a glock on me, and i shoot that b-tch (shoot that b-tch)

i don’t call her on my phone, “who is this?” (ya, who is this?)

percs up in my pocket, i walk with a limp (with a limp)

you be eatin’ mcdonald’s, we eat steak and shrimp (ya ya)

got that girl some braces, now she got a lisp (got a lisp)

run your mouth, ya ya, you might get hit (might get hit)

pull up with a stick, 30 in the clip (in the clip, yuh)

louis v, louis v, always rockin’ rich (rich)

ya we smoke exotic (exotic), to the dome

ya we caught him down so he never goin’ home (ya, goin’ home)

when i pull up, i pull up with a chrome (ya, with a chrome)

if you don’t wanna go, you better watch your tone (ya, your tone)

i got lean in my soda, 2 of these bullets hit your shoulder

and this ice, it makes me colder, i got a card but i’m not a holder

i got a stick but don’t got a holster, we finna blow up, just like a motor

and we pulled up on your daughter, if she gotta kid imma unfollow her

(chorus):

aye

f-ck a titty ya b-tch i bring the racks out, (racks out)

comin’ with the heat you better bring your mac out, (gluh gluh)

watch your 6 ya you better watch your back now

(watch your 6 ya you better watch your back now)

(verse 2):

no i can’t with you (nah), your sad? then get a tissue ya

b-tch i wipe your nose, if i hear about an issue, (psh psh psh psh psh)

ya, my chain be swingin’ rocks, your chain be swingin’ pebbles b-tch

ya, i run up to the bands, got a track and field metal b-tch, (ya ya, ya)

doin’ f-ckin’ well, be over this i’m just coolin’ b-tch

h-ll you know i’m chillin (ya) h-ll you know i’m boolin’ b-tch

ya, you know i’m strong so of course i’ll f-ckin’ flip a brick (ya)

flip a b-tch, if this lil’ boy talking imma fl!ck a snitch (ya, i fl!ck em)

ya, doin’ well, ya i’m doin’ well

ya, doin’ well, ya, b-tch i’m doin’ well

my clip as long as my d-ck so that’s sayin’ f-ckin h-ll

ya, you saw us doin’ sh-t, b-tch, i swear if you go tell

(chorus):

aye

f-ck a titty ya b-tch i bring the racks out, (racks out)

comin’ with the heat you better bring your mac out, (gluh gluh)

watch your 6 ya you better watch your back now (watch your back)

(verse 1):

runnin’ to the bands ya my credit card be maxed out, (maxed out)

i pull up with the boys, you talkin’ sh-t and then we spaz out, (spaz out)

you said she was your girl but she suckin’ on my sack, wow, (wow wow)

f-ck i lost a cup, pour my lean up in my mag-well, (in my mag)

- young chubb

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