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artla – chasin the racks lyrics

[intro: artla, dj victoriouz, chasethemoney & velodawn]
chasethemoney, chasethemoney
(velodawn got that)
b+tch
dj victoriouz with me in the building
velodawn got that
huh? yeah, uh

[chorus]
everyday chasin’ the racks (yeah)
they ask where i’m from, it’s the ‘raq (yeah)
eighteen, i came upon a sack n+gga (uh+huh)
everybody wanna pat me on the back (uh+huh)
everybody wanna tell me congrats (uh+huh)
you ain’t gotta do all that (yeah)
you weren’t with me in the trap (yeah)

[post+chorus]
my wrist a ferrari, ain’t talkin’ tarantula
look at my bank account, sh+t is gargantuan
i’m not from this planet, i feel like an namekian
your n+gga a dummy, he just like a mannequin
i’m fresh to death, b+tch, i feel like a mannequin
havoc come, savages, costin’ insanity
you f+ck with my friends, my girl, or my momma
i’m putting a hit on your whole f+ckin’ family
[verse]
both of my wrists on freezer, hard to bеlieve like black jеsus
i got a choppa that’ll send you to h+ll like you just slapped jesus
aim at a cracker if i ask you sh+t, you ain’t nothing but a pile of feces, huh
i need jesus pieces, huh
just hoes, reeses’ pieces, uh
haha, i’m a funny ass n+gga, ain’t i
picasso on the beat, i’ma draw like a painter
now she giving me brain, pop out her retainer
if she ever take it out, cum on her retainer
smith and wesson five+hundred, feelin’ like i’m on ranger
momma told me “never talk to strangers”
i look in the mirror and talk to a stranger
i keep my hoes in cages
but i ain’t r. kelly, she told me her cage was amazin’
life is a book, it’s crazy, i get richer every single time that i’m turnin’ the pages
n+ggas be fakin’, shady
gotta watch them n+ggas gettin’ f+cked up by they homies on the daily
n0body believed i could do it but, baby
like christopher ming, now they call me the greatest
still a rock hard chinchilla dressed in the latest
i’m a mothef+ckin’ gorilla, i’m on my ape sh+t
i’ve been listening spirtually, prayin’ i make it
sh+t gettin’ to it, i’m too much of a drug dealer
make a f+ck n+gga see the crossroads, i’m a bone thug n+gga
no love, shawty, twelve slugs, stone cold k!ller
lot of motherf+ckers say i love ’em, i think they pinocchio
but the kid better than the louis v on the denim
gun on me, overseas, doper than a coke king
moncler, dior, gucci, plus more, n+gga, i’m the coat king
f+cking yo’ b+tch from the back while you sippin’ fake act, huh, it’s me
i f+cked her hard then she said that she like it then she get down and l!cked me
i bought yo’ b+tch then we jumped in a new mercedes
[chorus]
uh
everyday chasin’ the racks (yeah)
they ask where i’m from, it’s the ‘raq (yeah)
eighteen, i came upon a sack n+gga (uh+huh)
everybody wanna pat me on the back (uh+huh)
everybody wanna tell me congrats (uh+huh)
you ain’t gotta do all that (yeah)
you weren’t with me in the trap (yeah)

[outro: dj victoriouz & chasethemoney]
dj victoriouz with me in the building
chasethemoney, chasethemoney

- artla lyrics

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