hollows - dcxshy lyrics
[chorus]
i got them racks in, n*gga
i got them racks in, n*gga
i got them racks in, n*gga
can’t beef with no rap ass n*gga
these hollows blow your back out n*gga
can’t walk, my pockets too fat, lil’ n*gga
walk in the mall, pull a stack out, n*gga
if i up the pole, he might black out, n*gga
these cookies might blow your roof off
red dot on that boy like rudolph
hard*body ass n*gga, like who soft?
i pop tags, n*gga f*ck the cost
do what i want, yeah, f*ck a boss
flip these hoes like a coin toss
i’m in the cut like dental floss
when i always was like this, but i been a boss
[verse 1]
talk sh*t, i’ma hunt him down
look at my wrist, it’s a bust*down
i was down bad, but i get bucks now
got that tool on me, don’t get bucked now
in my bag, i don’t give a f*ck now
took his ho, she got bussed down
that was yo’ wife, she a sl*t now
gas loud, just like surround*sound
i don’t even think i made it
these n*ggas pump fake, but i don’t say it
every*time i drop, yeah, you gon’ play it
you ain’t talkin’ ’bout racks, n*gga, save it
i’m going up and i know my opps hate it
long time comin’, i’m glad that i waited
infrared beam, no n*gga, i ain’t grazin’
hit it one time, now that b*tch goin’ crazy (crazy)
[chorus]
i got them racks in, n*gga
i got them racks in, n*gga
i got them racks in, n*gga
can’t beef with no rap ass n*gga
these hollows blow your back out n*gga
can’t walk, my pockets too fat, lil’ n*gga
walk in the mall, pull a stack out, n*gga
if i up the pole, he might black out, n*gga
these cookies might blow your roof off
red dot on that boy like rudolph
hard*body ass n*gga, like who soft?
i pop tags, n*gga f*ck the cost
do what i want, yeah, f*ck a boss
flip these hoes like a coin toss
i’m in the cut like dental floss
when i always was like this, but i been a boss
[verse 2]
told her, “shut up, bend it over”
we f*ckin’ if i’m comin’ over
duckin’ the cops in a all black rover
just might pop a n*gga, like a soda
i’m a hard body, like a boulder
you not gang, i don’t know you
it’s my time, yeah i told you
diamonds cold, minnesota
i blow the racks for fun
p*ssy ass n*gga, you ain’t on none
i don’t give a f*ck if you got a gun
’cause if i up mine, you gon’ run
just getting started, no i ain’t done
copy my flow, n*gga, you my son
flexin’ them racks, but you still a bum
few days, you go broke, n*gga, how come?
[chorus]
i got them racks in, n*gga
i got them racks in, n*gga
i got them racks in, n*gga
can’t beef with no rap ass n*gga
these hollows blow your back out n*gga
can’t walk, my pockets too fat, lil’ n*gga
walk in the mall, pull a stack out, n*gga
if i up the pole, he might black out, n*gga
these cookies might blow your roof off
red dot on that boy like rudolph
hard*body ass n*gga, like who soft?
i pop tags, n*gga f*ck the cost
do what i want, yeah, f*ck a boss
flip these hoes like a coin toss
i’m in the cut like dental floss
when i always was like this, but i been a boss
[outro]
(4am)
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