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c4r0m4t1c - bring out the racks lyrics

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(c4r0m4t1c)
ridin’ in this whip, yuh
let me do this quick, yuh
you gonna get the kick, yuh
racks gonna be thick, aye

you think you’re sl!ck
let me do a trick
i’m gonna make you sit
’bout to steal your chick, aye

all you do is talk
your girlfriend give me top
you see me with the glock
it’s gonna make you gawk, aye

she suck me like a lollipop
but, she can’t even stop, yuh
crop it like an insta thot
you can’t even talk, nah

i put you on a clip, yuh
her t-tty just done slipped, yuh
my gucci belt don’t fit, yuh
she tasting on the tip, yuh

ride me like a ship, yuh
gas on me, don’t trip, yuh
ads always be skipped, yuh
chains just broke my hip, yuh

i put you on a clip, yuh
her t-tty just done slipped, yuh
my gucci belt don’t fit, yuh
she tasting on the tip, yuh

ride me like a ship, yuh
gas on me, don’t trip, yuh
ads always be skipped, yuh
chains just broke my hip, yuh

(exty)
hot like wasabi, i got it in my pocket
don’t know if they saw me, i spray at your noggin
you want it, i got it, you better stop talking
or i’ll give you a rockin’, so you gotta stop it

be busting fat nuts, like it’s edamame
all of my ice melted, now it’s a tsunami
got twenty b-tches, they all in the lobby
gotta keep f-cking on her, it’s a hobby

breaking the bands, i’m gonna throw hands
law of the lands, i drag out the span
b-tch, your a fan, your -ss on the stands
your food in a can, i give you no chance

i bring out the racks, i bring out the stacks
i cannot relax, i’m spitting straight facts
you can’t take it, run it like track
d-mn, that sh-t smack, shorty a snack

don’t always come through, i don’t come to you
d-mn well better move, my bars h-lla smooth
she p-ssing the bouf, she wanna get nude
i think she a dude, so i leave and get food

got water like rain, don’t be a mine brain
b-tch, what are you saying, sweet candy cane
don’t chill with lames, villain like bane
fly like a plane, getting the grain

i know by the way, cash by the day
i know what you’re saying, that ain’t okay
no h0m-, you’re g-y, you are my pray
your t-ts made of clay, from santa’s sleigh

i’ll finish right now, did only a round
on top of the mound, don’t make a sound
come look what i found, ice made me drown
right into the ground, king just been crowned

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