Letras
I got rackades, I got racks
I got Mackys, I got MAC's
I got Xannies, in the back
I got rackys, with my MAC
It ain't normal now she wanna do it more
I don't really wanna go if she love me, no
Percocet semi tone, got me in my zone
Percocets give me frog eyes you're a clone
You're a drone, you're a drone on my clone
Cloning all these youngens for these youngens I'm a stone
If she writes my name then engrave it in the stone
If she ride or die then she's with me till I'm on
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Grrrt
Grrrt, Grrrt, Grrrt
Grrrt
Grrrt, Grrrt, Grrrt
I put da stick in da back yea
Rollin' right round wit a MAC yea
I got a stick in da back
We pull up right now and shoot out da TEC yeah
We hop out slide and drift
Yea we gon unload the clip
We rollin' round da 6ix
Got this Glizzey on my hip
She fuck with slimes and she wanna count my bands now
She count my xans and she wanna count da racks now
I got da Gucci and da Fendi and da Prada
I got dis choppa hit your head say "Sayonara"
And she really wanna count my racks now
And she really wanna count my stacks now
And she really wanna count my bandz
Thumbin thru these hunnid in my hands