| Whole lotta' shit done come with these racks
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| Whole lotta' shit
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| We do that shit though
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| Got a bag on me, ok, finna put you on a flight
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| Old hoe hit my phone asking if she can stay just for the night
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| Got a bag on me, right now, ok, finna put you on a flight
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| Bring the racks out, yeah, ok, ok, yeah, just for the night
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| And my bitch got a bag on her so yeah, nigga, that’s what we on
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| We on a lil' PJ and she got her Christian Dior on
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| Gang came a long way, it’s crazy 'cause yeah, we finna be on
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| Last year niggas ain’t fuck with us now these niggas they askin' for a song
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| Yeah, the shit sound crazy, huh?
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| I’m proud of you lil', went and copped a Mercedez, yeah
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| Went and looked back at last year, feel like we made it, yeah
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| I know these lil' niggas been like «Damn, how them niggas they make it there?»
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| Racks did
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| Yeah, the racks did
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| Hell yeah, racks did
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| Racks did, racks did, racks did, yeah, the racks did
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| Bad bitch, ok, yeah, she got her Christian Dior on
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| Oh
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| Oh
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| Woah
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| Yeah
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| Yeah (Yeah) |