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Ran up the racks, I don't know what to say Tell them 'lil bitches to get out my face Honestly, I don't know how much I made, yeah Okay, ran up the racks, they can't fit in the safe (Zerby) They be wondering how much I made Honestly, I don't know what to say (Oooh) Okay, ran up the racks, they can't fit in the safe They be wondering how much I make Honestly I don't know what to say, yeah No Kizzy, run up the racks, I'ma get to the pape' Fuck with a broke bitch, gotta say Tell that 'lil bitch to just get out my way, yeah Okay, ran up the racks, they can't fit in the safe They be wondering how much I make Honestly I don't know what to say, yeah No Kizzy, run up the racks, I'ma get to the pape' Fuck with a broke bitch, gotta say Tell that 'lil bitch to just get out my way, yeah Late night, riding 'round, going fast in a demon (Skrrt) Niggas hating, for nun' (Oh yeah) Better yet, give a reason (Let's go) I start tweaking, get to geekin' (Mhmm) I got flavors, every season (Mhmm) New Balenci', you ain't seen it Why he lying? Don't believe him (Aye) We gon' go up like a airplane We can go down, we can get low (We can get low) She in my house tryna' play games (Play games) In my room doing the limbo (Limbo) Let me see what you 'bout, what you came for Take her ass in the room, knock her out, Kimbo (Kimbo) I'ma give her that thang when she didn't know (When she didn't know) You ain't never met a nigga like this before (Like this before) Rockstar with a rockstar wrist Niggas mad they can't do it like this Super muddy, it's Wock, not Tris I'ma ball, when I shoot, I swish I don't ever think I'm gon' miss it Niggas broke, need to get 'em some chicken Fuck he talking bout', nigga he trippin' I don't care, tell him "Keep his distance" Okay, ran up the racks, they can't fit in the safe They be wondering how much I make Honestly I don't know what to say, yeah No Kizzy, run up the racks, I'ma get to the pape' Fuck with a broke bitch, gotta say Tell that 'lil bitch to just get out my way, yeah Okay, ran up the racks, they can't fit in the safe They be wondering how much I make Honestly I don't know what to say, yeah No Kizzy, run up the racks, I'ma get to the pape' Fuck with a broke bitch, gotta say Tell that 'lil bitch to just get out my way, yeah Jump up, dive in, go crazy, get to floatin' Feel the vibe, feel the breeze Get the bag, yeah I'm loafing You gotta but the work in, you wanna be the boss I don't care what the cost, I'ma pay it off I've been walkin' 'round this bitch like a big dog I don't care what they say, don't fear y'all She gotta step in the back Go to bathroom, put the shit in her nose, yeah I'm getting money fosho I'm flying to islands, I'm buying these clothes, yeah I do not care 'bout a bitch Get to that bag, I'ma say what I know, yeah I do not speak on that shit Niggas be worst, spreading rumors like hoes yeah Okay, ran up the racks, they can't fit in the safe They be wondering how much I make Honestly I don't know what to say, yeah No Kizzy, run up the racks, I'ma get to the pape' Fuck with a broke bitch, gotta say Tell that 'lil bitch to just get out my way, yeah Okay, ran up the racks, they can't fit in the safe They be wondering how much I make Honestly I don't know what to say, yeah No Kizzy, run up the racks, I'ma get to the pape' Fuck with a broke bitch, gotta say Tell that 'lil bitch to just get out my way, yeah
Writer(s): Kimetrius Foose, Aidan Zerby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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