a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

flows - 917 rackz lyrics

(rackz)
(v… gang)

i need my bread
in advance
bag on his head he never stood a chance
shooter masked up in this nike
bro got a tech in his fleece and a tech in the pants
i dont give a f*ck if shorty like me
no i ain’t never let this street sh*t get to my head
gabby got me feeling icy
that bot tried taking my chain then he slipped and he sled
i been out here talking spicy
said i be carful what i said
but ain’t no one harming set
i be moving like a one man
no but really i got shooter on my left
step back like harden he shoot with the left
parallel parking i hopped out and dred
and im begging your pardon i popped out and flex
on god imma step cuz b*tch im a dong
make a call and get shot by tomorrow
real sh*t i never like to barrow
mama told me get it your self
you ain’t making this bread what you telling yourself
you asking for help you ain’t helping urself
they gassing you up you forgetting your self
rackz you gotta invest in yourself
they like what would u did for the hood
im trying making sure everyone good
making sure everyone ate
bro got a plate and bro got a plate
smoking zaza to my face i bought me a plate then bought me a plate
b*tch im the face of the bay
imma call kay with the kay with the kay
gang
brodie he throwing the blood signs
all of this demon sh*t run in my bloodline
look what i put in my punchline
imma call bully to bully the tough guys
i got a lot of shooters on the v
but i told the snipers to come play the front line
they put a lot of shooters on a t
they creepin at night and they spin when the sun shine
im talking facts i ain’t adding no twist to it
feeling yo pain on gang i been through it
she playing my music and sucking my d*ck to it
uh now he asking what his b*tch doing
she with the savages
smoking gas on this ain’t average
i could supply what you need
thats yo b*tch and im smashing it
now not on no capping sh*t
she like them boys with the glocks and the beams
on a switch got 10s we flock at his v
better run if you see a red light got anxiety
i gotta get my head right why they eyein me
paranoia imma up it
getting thrill from the drill i love it
i might not even wanna k!ll she gon suck it
i might not even pass away from a tuck it
bro said imma chill gotta next imma up it
so there can’t be no strings attached
the party i be gotta bring the gat
got him running home imma swing the bat
got a running home told her bring her back
got a way with the ass she gon bring it back
and they said that we ass so we spinning it back
i need my bread in advance
bag on his head he never stood a chance
what you want p*ssy boy we can dance
dont run dont trip he fall and scr*pe his hands
walk in the bay get some cash today
yeah im picking up bands
hope that shorty dont get me mad today
cuz im boutta hit up her friends()
now we gotta switch up the plan
oo you a b*tch
you not a man
now im bagging your b*tch hittin on the gram
now everybody be my manz
now everybody be my fans
but now everybody got my back
like who really was there had no bread in my hands
him and his b*tch on my d*ck for a fact
im only lit i got my own pack

- 917 rackz lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular