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​​​​​​​​walk in with some racks - spider gang lyrics

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[intro: afourteen]
walk down ready with racks, i don’t think they ready for that
walk down ready with racks, i don’t think they ready for that (for that sh*t, yeah)
walk down ready with racks, i don’t think they ready for that (uh)
walk down ready with racks, i don’t think they ready* (for that sh*t, yeah)

[verse 1: afourteen]
huh, i just be high [?] all the time [?]
so high, i don’t know where to go, huh
baddie be with me, and she try to [?], yeah
b*tch, i get so high that i can’t get high no more
new coupe, new shoes (yeah, yeah, yeah), get money, huh (uh, yeah, yeah)
new coupe, new shoes, gеt money (yeah, yeah)
why you flеx like that? lil’ b*tch, i know you think your group funny (yeah, yeah, yeah)
why you flex like that, we spin your block and [?] (yeah, yeah, yeah)
send your drop like that, i [?] (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
why you hoes ain’t [?], lil’ b*tch, i know that’s not money (hah, hah, hah)
yeah, you don’t know, we’re gonna know
i be so i high, i just throw up
all this money got me so up, yeah
b*tch, i’m the g.o.a.t., yeah
ridin’ around in a ghost, yeah
bih’, bih’, bih’, bih’, [?]
i got some sticks, sticks, sticks, sticks, [?]
and it’s not even cold yet, but i’m still rockin’ two hats
ridin’ ’round in a rolls truck, and you won’t get the b*tch back
you ain’t even come [?], now we switchin’ it
yeah, i’m gettin’ brain, and she suckin’ it
yeah, got my guap [?]
huh, [?] there ain’t no [?]
[?]
yeah, walk in with some racks, better get used to that
yeah, walk in with some racks, better get used to that
when i walk in with some racks, better get used to that
when i walk in with the racks, better get used to that, yeah, yeah
[interlude: eddison]
hold on, yeah

[verse 2: eddison]
when i walk in with these racks, nah, they not ready*y*y*y
got these xans inside my body, sittin’ st*rdy (st*rdy)
big zaza inside of my blunt, this sh*t real heavy (za, za, za)
in the srt, this not my only one (skrrt), b*tch, i got many (b*tch)
i’m like, “gang, gang, gang, gang,” (gang) every f*ckin’ second (second)
we gon’ k!ll you and your brethren (brethren) if you keep talkin’ ’bout steppin’ (steppin’)
i’m a stepper
we run equipped and ready (yeah)
you just soft just like a teddy (nah)
in a big body, but you know it’s big eddie (skrrt)
count up racks, racks, racks (yeah), spendin’ racks
i’m with your b*tch, and i hit from the back (yeah)
i got the blower, i call it my strap (blah, yeah)
he keep talkin’ crazy, now his body flat (yeah, yeah)
[?] (yeah)
b*tch, i’m so rich, i’m blowin’ these racks (yeah)
can’t do that, you’re so d*mn broke (yeah), them grocery bags (yeah)
yeah, hop in the whip, and i hop in the jet, and i hop on the plane, and i hop in a jag (skrrt)
i just hit the jetski, i just touched down in miami, i got me a lil’ jetlag (yeah, yeah)
but i got me some money, so it’s all good, yeah
sh*t, i’ma stay up, up, up, up, up
i put these pills in my body, body, body
if he keep talkin’ crazy, put him up, up, up
yeah, b*tch so bad, but she a dub, dub, dub
and i’m so d*mn clean, like, scrub, scrub, scrub (clean)
that b*tch wet, she wetter than a tub (wet, wet)
i’m puffin’ za, put that sh*t in my lungs (za)
and i just popped a xan, i don’t give a f*ck
dumb n*gga p*ssy like a pup, pup, pup
i just slay that b*tch, i can’t love, love, love
yeah, we got money, but it’s not enough, ‘nough, ‘nough
like, nah, nah, nah
b*tch on my d*ck, she go, “ah, ah, ah”
smoke on the opps like za, za, za
i’m gon’ swerve in the scat like i’m runnin’ from cops (skrrt)
if he talkin’ that she, he go, “pew, bah”
when we pull up, it’s like, “pew, bah” (bah, bah, bah)
i make the money, i make it a lot
and she suck me so good, i tell her not to stop
and we not sippin’ green, b*tch, bring that wock
big body, big body, big body, can’t fit in the lot (bah, skrrt)
i get the back, back in, i’m talkin’ ’bout money as well as your thot
diamonds all on my wrist, can’t even see the clock
this tinted bracelet got shiny rocks
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we shoot up, b*tch, we don’t box
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, b*tch, you broke, you not up (yeah)
b*tch, shouldn’t have gave me this much money, i just went and f*cked sh*t up
i just went and put some purple sh*t inside my double cup (lean, lean)
i just hit the 7*eleven, i need some ice, i need some cups

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