rrack race (feat stolo stacks) - wbm swavi lyrics
(mwaka flex
wbm swavii (chorus)
running thru money like sonic (yionw) rackrace
im above you like kami burning str8 out the gas tank
speed racer don’t try me i just came out the batcave
issa race you behind me
i’m chasing these m’$ a rackrace
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meet meet i’m taking off like the road runner
he hee bag from the block the whole summer
pc finna blow up no oak bombers
see me i’m going by like a slow comet
beep beep issa rack race i’m the dough hunter
eeph eeph out the batcave like i know something
ep tiny pants and ascots doing numbers
cheat sheet i got the answers no wonder
street geek you can’t try me about nothing
i know issa a rackrace
they closing the gap at a fast pace
no handouts back to the flat rates
i’m bout to blow like a flash bang
drifting and sliding
mario carts and i see y’all behind me
i feel like i’m neo i’m dodging these bullets i ain’t trying
it ain’t about cents pay it no mind i’m don’t speak like a mine
kane and lynch about that bag i’m goi out dyinh
feel like the grin
running thru money like sonic (yionw) rackrace
im above you like kami burning str8 out the gas tank
speed racer don’t try me i just came out the batcave
issa race you behind me
i’m chasing these m’$ a rackrace
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stolostacks (
runnin’ through da money like sonic
making the ground shift plate tectonics
love smokin weed my problems are chronic
i do this wit ease i i kinda of iconic
speed racer wit some pounds in the trunk
be patient da money gone come
no i’m not the one that told yu dat bullsh*t brought drugs in state on some mule sh*t
and now i got water can float me a cruise ship
it’s a rack race
i’ll put him on a news clip try to hit me new case better off
gettin a new safe
running through the money sonic
hm flying state to state where tails at been on my grind post bonds won’t bail said i been in my grind ride rails like skaters my bars go over they head like comets
i’m f*ckin this b*tch out her bonnet had to take risk now a n*gga wrist alarming
watch the dream grow didn’t do no farming uhh no rat
but i’m in a rat race in the field
but i’m trynna dodge snakes get da money and disappear
no trace
i’m like a k!ller n this is a cold case
this ain’t no thriller an not for the old age not gettin money
yea
that was my old trait jus brought the gas talkin whole crate got it off credit
i’m talkin my old face yea these real diamonds
i bruish em wit colgate not catchin up
that was my old paste pls do not hate those are the old ways
swavii turn me up now i got road rage
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