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poppin tags - riven lyrics

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[intro: riven]
racks up, racks, racks up (racks)
racks up, gotta get my racks up (racks)
racks up, racks, racks up (racks)
racks up, gotta get my racks up (racks)
racks up, racks, racks up (racks)
racks up, gotta get my racks up (racks)
yeah my b*tch she bad yeah
vvs on me tags, yeah
gotta get that bag, yeah
walk in with that swag yeah
yeah i gotta hold my bag, everywhere i go*
[verse 1: riven]
racks up, racks, racks up (racks)
racks up, gotta get my racks up (racks)
yeah my b*tch she bad yeah
vvs on me tags, yeah
gotta get that bag, yeah
walk in with that swag yeah
yeah i gotta hold my bag, everywhere i go
b*tch i’m countin’ racks, my fear the number zero
i’m ready to go, i got the dough (dought)
i got what you need from the low (low)
[?]
i’m smokin’ on some dope (dope)
my b*tch she on go (go)
and she into hoes (ooh)
diamonds they all on my t**th (t**th)
i count my bread i got wheat
i got your b*tch she ride me (me)
i cannot talk for free (yeah)
throwing the racks up like three (three)
i’m putting your b*tch on a leash (leash)

[verse 2: cosznmo]
and i smoke some sh*t, yeah it put me in a dream
told her i can’t f*ck with you she told me it wasn’t me
had to tell that hoe, yeah, i just be counting my green
and i woke up, balenci on when i walk in the scene (we love you kai)
yeah yeah yeah, b*tch i’m in love with the green
yeah, feel like lil uzi i got a balenci, balenci that’s all in my t**th
yeah, off*white tag on my feets, yeah
b*tch i am him and it’s me
undercover, yeah i stay on my g
make some money we turn seventeen
yeah, uh, ah*hah
i just love it in my feelings
[?] sippin’ [?] ain’t doing no hilly
i just be high as the mo’f*cking ceiling
i got n0body b*tch, it’s just me
yeah, make sure all my n*ggas gon eat
yeah, i make sure that my girl [?] gon take it apart [?] balenci whatever she needs
uh, yeah
i been in my feelings
i just lied, said i’m good and she [?]
[?] dreamin’
but this sh*t ain’t a dream to me
addicted to [?] to me
try to find myself, try to find my worth but it seems i only found more problems
i was so d*mn bad on my mo’f*cking [?] i ain’t really had no option
[?] stockholms
rasin’ the stakes is a mo’f*cking option
feel like lately it’s really just me and my b*tch and my lean, take off like a rocket
yeah, yeah, [?]
n*gga i’m f*cking like all of the foreign bad b*tches
i’m high and i’m sick of prescriptions
n*ggas can’t f*ck wit us we got a vision
[?] a man on a mission
i’m stuck like this so i cancel my vision
f*ck it, like this is the life that i’m living
f*ck it, like this is [?] i was given
[?]
[?] sh*t, a lot under my belt
i hate when they think they know how it felt
i hate when they think that it’s easy to get it
uh, part of me is just like ‘i did it’
uh, n*ggas carry it just like a fitted
and they tryna weigh me down but i’m lifted
uh, uh, uh, uh yeah, high
they tryna weigh me down
yeah, n*ggas tryna steal my sound, y’all don’t know where they giving the crown
and i gotta stay up off the ground
yeah, hoping a n*gga don’t drown

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