letra de how i do that - zalseven
[chorus]
run up the racks (racks)
i gotta tax (finessin)
i’m finessin they like
how i do that (how)
how i do that (ye)
how i do that (ye)
i’m finessin yea i do that (for real)
i sneak in the back and i finesse my way to the top (on top)
these rappers are whack they rappin for years and making no gwap (godd-mn)
run up the racks (ye)
run up the racks (racks)
run up the racks (ye)
run up the racks (ye)
[verse 1]
run up the racks i’m robbin your sh-t while you chasing the thots (d-mn)
keep it on lock (on lock)
i might take your spot (your spot)
if i catch em slippin y’all know i’m gone leave with the bag (ye)
you p-ss-es are whack
they trynna hit in the back (back)
rat moves, f-k that sh-t we ain’t bout that (nope)
sn-tch fools for their pocket change, now ain’t that sad (for real)
y’all some cartoons on some fake sh-t, i don’t f-k with that (can’t)
backwoods in my system, got game like i was shaq (ballin)
coming in this game i’m making power moves
makin money moves not honey moons (honey moons)
i might blow up soon, i might shaq a fool (shaq a fool)
all these fake rappers, i call em looney tunes (looney tunes)
a year is a month like we from different planets (ye)
your -ss was sleepin while i was plannin (for real)
you really ain’t different man your -ss is average (average)
catchin feels like a b-tch, you ain’t no savage
[chorus]
run up the racks (racks)
i gotta tax (finessin)
i’m finessin they like
how i do that (how)
how i do that (ye)
how i do that (ye)
i’m finessin yea i do that (for real)
i sneak in the back and i finesse my way to the top (on top)
these rappers are whack they rappin for years and making no gwap (godd-mn)
run up the racks (ye)
run up the racks (racks)
run up the racks (ye)
run up the racks (ye)
[verse 2]
y’all some hype beasts, y’all never ride (true)
i might catch y’all from the other side (ye)
y’all ain’t fire, y’all some candle lights (nope)
you the type to smoke crack in a water pipe (godd-mn)
talkin sh-t out your mouth, i can’t hear y’all cry (can’t)
getting lifted, conscious borderline (borderline)
life is twisted, if you ain’t got no grind (i got my grind)
i got money on my mind every night (every night)
love no hoe, i just want the dough (ye)
flexin on these hoes, i been robbin all these hoes
i’m hungry, yo i want some hunnids (ey)
i don’t chase hoes, but i want me some honeys (ya)
put my conscience to sleep off the henny (off the henny)
if i make it i might pull up in a chevy (in a chevy)
stop pretending, i know you ain’t trynna help me
f-k being conscious, this sh-t is not healthy (godd-mn)
run up the racks (ye)
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