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917 rackz - special lyrics

rackz, rackz, rackz, rackz

(hook)
she said im special, trynna love me i can’t let her
im bout to marry this 38
push the pedal for my [?] just 30 days
being careful, told my attorney wait, so
i gotta move smarter
im taking risk, getting harder and harder
i play with that p+ssy, get neck like a collar
but my heart can’t love, i think i need me a doctor
what you ever been through

(verse)
he food, take his plate
now he left for utensils
my b+tch got money and im making money
told her we got potential
only 16, this lifestyle makes me mental
keepin the grippy my only essential
and i touch that sh+t you can tell from my vessels
go run to your king, b+tch that me so just slide on my temple
you dont wanna f+ck i can’t help you
talking gon make the cops look us gibberish
b+tch comment heart eyes i just won’t pin that sh+t
pushed her away, said its cuz of our differences
everyone focused on images
they hear my rhymes, take my rhymes, then run like they lyricists
everything got its lingo like its hieroglyphics
we got knocks in this pyramid
talking that sh+t to me, you sound illiterate
imma pull up and start spinnin sh+t
pop up and start drilling sh+t
rap fast like the song never finishing
lyrical g+nius and yall are my witnesses
that boy is buns and he sweet like some cinnamon
imma point guard, and he still workin on dribbling
free all the guys trynna prove that they innocent
search me on all platforms, see my exhibition
east splittin breesh homie, these are my dividends
imma perform you ain’t listening
(hook)
end of the verse so they know im the golden one
you trynna beef but you dont even own a gun
wait till the show is done
then we pull up
put my hood up
power, explodin sum
ya mans stole my sh+t but you know i wrote that one
we dont act bad, all my guys they be goin dumb
know who it is on the real and you know the one
nina with me and she finna start blowin sum
why they mad that i do what i do
why they mad that im makin it further
they so mad, gotta keep me a tool
if i call up my spice, he gon burn em
white man can’t jump, but white man can shoot
still hittin lungs with my burner
you make it hot boy, i cannot slide to ya block boy, call up jb for the shmurda

she said im special, trynna love me i can’t let her
im bout to marry this 38
push the pedal for my [?] just 30 days
being careful, told my attorney wait, so
i gotta move smarter
im taking risk, getting harder and harder
i play with that p+ssy, get neck like a collar
but my heart can’t love, i think i need me a doctor
what you ever been through

- 917 rackz lyrics

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