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21 savage – racks in my pocket lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
21 savage b-tch
ricky racks

[hook]
i got racks in my pocket
i got racks in my
racks in my pocket
i got racks in my pocket
racks in my pocket
i got racks in my pocket
racks in my pocket
i got racks in my pocket
got it
i keep a glock in my pocket n-gga
21, i keep a glock in my pocket n-gga
21, i keep them racks in my pocket
i keep that glock in my pocket
i keep the racks in my pocket, 21

[verse]
yeah i’m in the kitchen n-gga scr-pin’ bowls, savage
i’m in the hotel f-ckin’ hoes, savage
i count up blue hundreds n-gga, yeah-yeah
i hang around with real gunners n-gga
21, savage n-gga’ll hot bun a n-gga, ya digg?
thumbin’ through them racks, thumbin’ n-gga, ya digg?
bombin’ sh-t like osama n-gga
21, ran off on a n-gga momma n-gga
21, i f-ck n-ggas sisters
then they get dismisssed
i can’t cuff a b-tch
all i do is f-ck these hoes
kick them to the curb
pull up on a country n-gga
pull a pistol, take his f-ckin bird, ya digg?
b-tch, i don’t let a n-gga dig it
i know that these b-tches dig it
i got two b-tches kissin’
i’m in the kitchen
yeah, scr-pin’ bowls, n-gga washin’ dishes
21, i’m a boss n-gga you a pigeon
21, i’m boss and n-gga you a peasant
glock .40 on me with the hollow tips
send a f-ck n-gga straight to heaven
hah, freestyle, all i do is freestyle
21, nick cannon cause a young n-gga wild
21, nah n-gga this ain’t no motherf-ckin’ plies
21, run up on me, get shot in the eye
21, rollie on me cost like 30 thousand, ya digg?
got your b-tch snortin’ c0ke on a mountain, ya digg?
i be higher than stone mountain, ya digg?
b-tch i’m high like stone mountain, ya digg?
diamonds in my watch like stone mountain, yeah
them rocks big, b-tch my glock big
the cop big, the car big, i’m a star b-tch
hotnewhiphop, b-tch i got a hot new glock
got a hot new pot, cookin’ crack, cookin’ crack
free slime nudy cause he comin’ back
free young tel cause he comin’ back
run off with your money, ain’t comin’ back
boy you know that sh-t gone
boy you know you addin’ wrong
boy you know my money long
and my b-tch hair long
and my swisha blunt strong
and my car go fast
and i smoke a lot of gas
i don’t sell a lot of swag
but i got a lot of swag
and i spend a lot of cash
yeah, hit the gas, hit the gas, smash off
huh, hit her from the back and took her -ss off
b-tch you know i like to cash out
n-gga know i like to cash out
b-tch i get it in the cash app
i’m in new york with the slaughter gang
b-tch you know we like to slaughter things
we don’t want to f-ck on your main
we just wanna f-ck your side b-tch
you know i got a side b-tch
and i keep me about five b-tch
and i hmmvam like a vibe b-tch
smokin’ weed, i know a n-gga feel the vibe b-tch
yeah, 21



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