Lyrics

808turnemup Split up the river, the water with this Know that they hatin', that's all that they get Niggas be mad and they ball up a fist, I'm in the trap with the quarters and nicks Fuck all them numbers, won't never a niche Junkie be tweakin' that nigga a glitch Smokin' them zillas in the back of a sprinter Weed a lil' strong, it needed some kick Practice your patience, just learn how to sit Scope out the scene when you hittin' a lick Fuck off Nintendo, I'm watchin' them switch I'm in the back of the back with a glick Bitch wanna bump and I'm watchin' her ski Shit ain't no magic, call her a trick Fuck on Nintendo, you talkin' bout Wii Know I control my hand on the stick Niggas spend way too much time on that toilet Knowin' I'm never gon' give em a shit Niggas spend way too much time with the grease How in the fuck did you bet he was slick I might get stuck on the motherfuckin' level Never with chicken, you know it's legit I get some distillate, I'm tryin' to cook it All of this profit, enough we can split Watching your motherfuckin' back with a hand on the stick, Nigga, hand on the gun Watching your motherfuckin' back, never trust a soul nigga, tellin' you somethin' Stick to the money just like it was paper to gum Stick to the script, know you never was dumb Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Mhmmm Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Mhmmm Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they be touchin' the sun, I can't wait on nobody, I'm gettin' it done I don't even fuck with like too many people, these niggas be pullin' a stunt Stay in apartments, I'm dreamin' bout yachts, How the fuck am I gon' get me one? Know that I'm late to the motherfuckin' party, I'm supposed to be here when I was young Swear that I'm losin' my youth to this shit, niggas know I don't ever maneuver with them I had jumped in that water, ain't no how to swim I had shoot my shot, it was way above the rim Celebrate life and I pour out the drank Came from the land of the lost where you break All of that noise, it was harder to think, came in the jungle, walked out with a ape Know that I'ma have my devious ways, I learned all this shit from a snake I told you I come from the land of the lost where you better be great When you rich like this, yo shoota be fed, better know how to pay I put some racks on the dinner table and I told him it's all at stake Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Mhmmm Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Mhmmm Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun Racks they touching the sun
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