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INTERPRÉTATION
Yeat
Yeat
Chant
Gunna
Gunna
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Sergio Kitchens
Sergio Kitchens
Paroles/Composition
Jammarius Hill
Jammarius Hill
Paroles/Composition
Fyodor Rogovoy Viktorovich
Fyodor Rogovoy Viktorovich
Paroles/Composition
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Trgc
Trgc
Production
Takado
Takado
Production
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
Ingénierie

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Yeah, racks don't stab my back (uh) Percs don't stab my back, yeah Everybody stabbed my back, uh, yeah (damn, Trgc made that?) Racks don't stab my back, uh Percs don't stab my back, yeah Everybody stabbed my back, uh (yeah) Big money, big cars (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah) (Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh, ooh) We rock chains, we stars (ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah) All these bands, I bought the car (yeah, yeah) Yeah, I just added up bands for some Rick I just pulled up on them with the 22 fit Yeah, I just bought me some diamonds from Eliantte And I told him I need 'em to hit Told 'em it's time for me to find some love And I'm takin' these Percs, I get high as a bitch (yeah) And, if I give that lil' pussy a chance I don't know what they say behind my back And you know I ain't goin' for that I been as high as a plane How you gon' say I'm a plain? (Uh) I don't be rememberin' nothin' (uh) I never had me a plan We don't do fights, we don't scuffle, ooh I'm poppin' they bitches, they bubble, yeah They been on rocks, on gravel, yeah I'm on a whole 'nother level, yeah We saw your ass in trouble I know you dig it, bitch, yeah, I'm a shovel I'm in my LV bag, in my duffle Yeah, I run up my money, I double (double it) I don't know when them people would stab my back But I know that my money would never (never, no) Yeah, racks don't stab my back (uh) Percs don't stab my back, yeah Everybody stabbed my back, uh, yeah (damn, Trgc made that?) Racks don't stab my back, uh Percs don't stab my back, yeah Everybody stabbed my back, uh (yeah) Big money, big cars (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah) (Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh, ooh) We rock chains, we stars (ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah) All these bands, I bought the car Percs don't stab my back All my slimes say slatt (say slatt) Let's get it, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (slime) Look at my bitch, she snatched She a lil' two piece snack Bend her and break her back Let her count a few racks Racks, racks (yeah, okay) Racks, racks (let's get paid) Racks, racks Racks, racks, yeah, okay Got my money and then some, oh okay (okay) Make a nigga bleed like a tampon, oh okay (okay) Syrup and Percocet Syrup and Percocet Elliot, VVS Givenchy mink vest OMG, I'm fresh These racks got me possessed Yeah, racks don't stab my back (uh) Percs don't stab my back, yeah Everybody stabbed my back, uh, yeah (damn, Trgc made that?) Racks don't stab my back, uh Percs don't stab my back, yeah Everybody stabbed my back, uh (yeah) Big money, big cars (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah) (Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh, ooh) We rock chains, we stars (ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah) All these bands, I bought the car
Writer(s): Unknown, Sergio Kitchens, Noah Smith, Christopher Gobert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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