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Yella Beezy, Trapboy Freddy - “Raccs” (Official Music Video - WSHH Exclusive)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yella Beezy
Yella Beezy
Vocals
Trapboy Freddy
Trapboy Freddy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devarius Moore
Devarius Moore
Songwriter
Darius Roberts
Darius Roberts
Songwriter
Carron Washington
Carron Washington
Songwriter
Markies Conway
Markies Conway
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MonstaBeatz
MonstaBeatz
Producer
Jeff Mount
Jeff Mount
Mastering Engineer

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Yeah (Yeah, yeah) Blame it on Monsta Yeah (Yeah, yeah) Hey, 20 racks a lot of money if you never had (Never had shit) And 50 racks make a street nigga live lavish (Yea feel) 100 racks off in the street above average (Owe) Quarter to a Mil make you feel like nigga you been trappin' 10 racks have them in your business trying to rap 5 racks nigga hold a grind with a passion 2 to 3 racks nigga still ready for that action Say there is level to this money in the streets to make it happen I was 18 with a 20 ball, you can push it off when the hood involved Had a bad bitch that looked good and all Stop a lot, put it in your draws You ain't gotta ask, we cook the sauce Had the quarter pound for a good amount Say every week we flew out of town We was coming back with a lot of pounds I swear to god I had a lot of pounds Meet up at the spot and we gona break it down This juice here you can't drink it man When I twist the top it start stakin man Like what the fuck the niggas thinking now Shit sky high what they making now The alphabet boys come and shake you down Streets fucked up when they shake you down Perlack on 24" new laptop with the baggin .38 with the duct tape Had a date plate with the gang in Push in the truck with windows up Got a lot of drugs and my fame been in I swear to god we ain't the same pimppin Ask about Yella I had a name pimppin Hey, 20 racks a lot of money if you never had (Never had shit) And 50 racks make a street nigga live lavish (Yea feel) 100 racks off in the street above average (Owe) Quarter to a Mil make you feel like nigga you been trappin' 10 racks have them in your business trying to rap 5 racks nigga hold a grind with a passion 2 to 3 racks nigga still ready for that action Say there is level to this money in the streets to make it happen I had a bus, get it in your heart I had 50 most, get that onion sauce You can hit the block and get a ounce You can break it down and sell some ground We was having corn but we was slagging reggie I was still getting boats for 150 Come to my hood, ask for Freddy Everybody know about scary Freddy Used to like the work really just the bag Used to get it cheap from my step-daddy Get it from the hood when he didn't have it I'm a dope boy the streets been my daddy Open a house with some gas in it We was having money but the bag was different Remember times when I was asking niggas When I had the whip with no transmission Back then I steal something I'm the same nigga still kill someone All day face something, nigga having paper still taking some 200 thousand tucked in the wall Can't shake my dog, that's against the law I ball hard nigga, I want the sauce, I'm gonna ball till the day I fall Hey, 20 racks a lot of money if you never had (Never had shit) And 50 racks make a street nigga live lavish (Yea feel) 100 racks off in the street above average (Owe) Quarter to a Mil make you feel like nigga you been trappin' 10 racks have them in your business trying to rap 5 racks nigga hold a grind with a passion 2 to 3 racks nigga still ready for that action Say there is level to this money in the streets to make it happen I paid 350 for a .35, serving 3 to 5, count them 35 Had the gangster G, that was certified When and got a stank and got my turning wild Everyday I was flipping something Been on corners trying to get something These hoes trying to put my dick in something Started selling wax and tripled my money Going back and fourth flipping hundreds It seemed like this shit was sticking on me I swear my little bitch started trippin on me Posted in the jungle with the pistol on me Everyday I am trying to get the money And everyday I got to keep it on me Nigga turned up and bitches leeching on me Push start the car and keep it running I am going to break the scene when people coming We seen nothing, Stevie Wonder I can make it rain because I keep the thunder Nigga keep it real, we believe the hommie Want to make a nigga see Jesus hommie Yella ain't about that beefing hommie Hustle up and ain't no leeching hommie Pussy ass nigga been leeching hommie Hey, 20 racks a lot of money if you never had (Never had shit) And 50 racks make a street nigga live lavish (Yea feel) 100 racks off in the street above average (Owe) Quarter to a Mil make you feel like you been trappin' 10 racks have them in your business trying to rap 5 racks hold a grind with a passion 2 to 3 racks still ready for that action Say there is level to this money in the streets to make it happen
Writer(s): Markies Deandre Conway, Devarius Dontez Moore, Carron Washington Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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