racks2thetable? - og kemi lyrics
n*ggas be telling fibs
n*ggas be telling fables
fah, fah, fah, fah
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, oh my f*cking god
b*tches be telling me fibs
b*tches be telling me fables
asking me “what do you bring to the table?”
and i bring the racks to the table
p*ssy is better when she be unstable
i just wanna f*ck her without all the labels
my racks are my baby i hold it i cradle
i f*ck her and give her a facial
i pour up the syrup i’m not talking maple
talk down on a n*gga and it’s getting fatal
and i get her wet like a muf*ckin sick
and kemi thе coolest man f*ck what you think
i’m crushing the pills in my drink
alyx on my links
my prada bag muf*ckin stink
i skate on thе beat like a rink
i’m rocking a mink
i’m blowing a kiss and i wink
came out the sewer the muf*ckin drain
screaming my name but she not feeling pain
mask on looking like bane
and they tried to k!ll me like madara i’m back again
like madara giving them pain deliver the pain
jiriyah fight them in the rain
i spit in her mouth and then spit on a lame
like ninja storm n*gga my life is a game
big boy leaving a nut on her lip boy
stallion b*tch she like playing with big toys
tag team her with the rose i’m watching her glow
i f*ck her she twitching her nose
sh*t boy
f*cking his b*tch and he be confused
he scratching his head like some nits boy
playing around with her nips boy
she love it she feeling it all in her hips boy
no abcs just cdg & jpg & apc
no way homie
that b*tch won’t f*ck you yea like tems she’ll wait for me
no dates for me
i like the older b*tches
cuz they don’t want dates from me
they just want d*ck, they don’t want love
and after we f*ck she won’t lay on me
p*ssy ass n*ggas be hating on me
and jealous ass b*tches be hating on me
and her money my fetish it’s staying with me
and queen lizzie my baby not playing with me
and she all in my ear and she talk about love?
but that bih she know she ain’t staying with me
and way back in school i was selling them drugs
got pills got percs got weight on me
she say ima player alright ok! (sarcasm)
of course ima playa can see in my face
of course ima playa just look at my shades
im a ghetto ass n*gga i hop out the range
and they hearing my voice and they say i got range
and the chopper be singing like it’s beyoncé
i’m f*ckin a stallion b*tch with a stallion body it feels like i’m lifting up weights
i’m picking her up and i’m f*cking her senseless
she scream my name and she screaming “naay”
we making a tape i feel like ray j
no gap in my rap but i’m feeling like ye
i’m stroking my beard when i’m in the gallery i’m saying “hmmm” when i’m in the tate
and she saying “hmmm” when i pull on her braids
and i’m saying “hmmm” when i nut on her face
she hiding my drugs i ain’t catching a case
and i still bring h*lla hoes up to my place
i’m up in yo crib f*ckin yo b*tch
we stealing some sh*t we not leaving a trace
i’m up in yo crib man i like your b*tch man one thing i’ll say is we have good taste
i want a ghost i want a wraith i turn to a ghost when i f*ck on ya bae
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