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Gotit! Lyrics - Artist : Autumn!
Racks on me, I got it
Racks on me, I got it Racks on me, I got it, yeah Dead mans in my pockets, yeah Blue hundreds looking like Sonic, yeah Racks on me, I got it, yeah Racks on me, I got it, yeah Off-White coat with the new Moncler Balenci puffer, yeah, I feel like a bear Nigga want smoke, we gon' put him in the air Tryna be me, there ain't shit to compare One bitch ain't enough, need me a pair Glock with a drum, yeah, it came with a snare Rose Gold Plain Jane, just look at the glare 2K for the fit, anything that I wear Racks on me, I got it Racks on me, I got it, yeah Got a new bitch, and she only wear Chanel Sack on me, nigga, no NFL Wick, you a bitch, and you probably gon' tell Must of forgot I was already in a cell I was focused on the juggs when I couldn't make a sale Couldn't fall on the lies and the bullshit they sell Thank God every day I ain't still in a cell Couldn't sleep good at night, you don't know how I felt Momma told me she proud Did this shit without no job Living life, kicking shit in a house I'm a rich lil' nigga, I'm a snob You a lil' ass nigga, you a cop Now my pockets bigger than Hobbs Now my pockets big like Pops Pour the lean right in a big shot Niggas really think I'm a big shot Say the wrong thing, nigga get shot Look at all these racks I got These racks on me, I got it Racks on me like Gotit Racks on me, I got it, yeah, yeah Racks on me, I got it Racks on me, I got it Racks on me, I got it, yeah Dead mans in my pockets, yeah Blue hundreds looking like Sonic, yeah Racks on me, I got it, yeah Racks on me, I got it, yeah Off-White coat with the new Moncler Balenci puffer, yeah, I feel like a bear Nigga want smoke, we gon' put him in the air Tryna be me, that ain't shit to compare One bitch ain't enough, need me a pair Glock with a drum, yeah, came with a snare Rose Gold Plain Jane, just look at the glare 2K for the fit, anything that I wear |
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