Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 100 Racks, artist - Kaio Kane
Date of issue: 07.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
100 Racks |
Can’t come around, we don’t trust you |
Ran through the streets with the muzzle |
None of my niggas don’t tussle |
If you want smoke gon' bust you |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Can’t come around, we don’t trust you |
Run through the streets with the muzzle |
None of my niggas gon' tussle |
If you want smoke gon' bust you |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Got my pistol on me, ain’t got time to scuffle |
Three hundred racks in all hundreds, sittin' inside a duffel |
Come from the block, we didn’t have much so all we know is hustle |
Red bottoms, they don’t got a scuff on 'em |
Catch the opps down bad and bust on 'em |
Same bitches didn’t wanna fuck with 'em |
Now them bitches all wanna fuck with 'em |
We catch a private jet to LA, we land in two hours |
I make a hundred racks every week, I need some new problems |
Me and my bitches just be goin' crazy, we got a shoe problem |
Money on my line keep on callin' |
Friends are dead, I step inside a coffin |
Run off on the plug and then we off him |
Every night a different city ballin' |
They just wanna see me do bad, but I got a lot of new cash |
Everywhere I go a blue rag, and I got a lot of blue cash |
Can’t come around, we don’t trust you |
Ran through the streets with the muzzle |
None of my niggas don’t tussle |
If you want smoke gon' bust you |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Can’t come around, we don’t trust you |
Run through the streets with the muzzle |
None of my niggas gon' tussle |
If you want smoke gon' bust you |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Fuck all my haters, I don’t owe you nothin' |
Fuck up a check and then made me another one |
I hit the streets, cause some pandemonium |
Broke the remote, ain’t nobody controllin' him |
Slicker than oil when it come to these bitches |
No wonder they can’t keep a hold on me |
Nigga be lookin' like he ain’t tough |
Got my change up, all this gold on me |
Lord knows I done came up |
A hundred racks in my sock drawer |
But it’s not enough 'cause I want more |
No it’s not enough 'cause I want more |
So much money on me, you would think that I grow it on trees in my backyard |
I had to get it out the concrete, I feel the need to go that hard |
They call me drip lord, leave sauce on the six when I hop out the NASCAR |
Bitch got a pitchfork, she bad as hell, tell your ho keep a mask on |
I’m gettin' green like a golf course, hit a hole in one with my chains on |
I’m gettin' green like a golf course, hit a hole in one with my chains on |
Can’t come around, we don’t trust you |
Ran through the streets with the muzzle |
None of my niggas don’t tussle |
If you want smoke gon' bust you |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Can’t come around, we don’t trust you |
Run through the streets with the muzzle |
None of my niggas gon' tussle |
If you want smoke gon' bust you |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |
Hundred racks stashed in the duffel |