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dxddy mxck - rank lyrics

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rank lyrics
[intro]
oh my god, stop the music
dxddy, ayy

[chorus]
ayy, i’m finna tat up my neck and my wrist and my body
until that sh+t covered in ink
i got a whole lotta one’s that’s inside of my pocket
three piggies inside of the bank
i got a whole lotta lean that’s inside of this bottle
i’m sippin’ a lotta the drink
my money look like the lotto
i’m chillin with models who chillin’ with me for my rank (okay)

[verse 1]
f+ck it my n+gga, i came
don’t even try just sit down my n+gga and think
that n+gga goofy as h+ll
how i pulled up with a stick, he pulled up with a sink
my money longer than all of my sticks when i shoot out the window it look like a plane
sip all that haha, smoke on the zaza, my n+ggas know that i got all the dank
don’t even try me, the last n+gga did it, they woke up and found him inside of a tank
feelin’ like hannibal, eatin’ like cannibal
i’m just a carnivore, it’s understandable
i’m so mechanical, i’m feelin’ magical (huh, huh)
i’m the elixir inside of the antidote (huh, huh)
came with a whole lotta ones in my pocket
i seen a whole lotta dreams with these ones
i don’t even understand
why all the problems on my shoulder, they weigh like a ton
i’m in the club with some bottles of remy and henny
can’t do this less you got the funds
i’m with the plug and a whole lotta b+tches (huh, huh)
these b+tches be trippin’, i’m just havin’ fun (ayy, ayy, ayy)
[verse 2]
okay, b+tch i’m just runnin’ it up, ayy (i am)
i’m runnin’ round with a whole lotta b+tches
but these b+tches stupid as f+ck, ayy (no cap)
i’m takin’ off on like all of these n+ggas
they tellin’ me buckle ’em up, ayy (no cap)
i’m in the mall with a big ass drac’ but i’m doin’ it subtle as f+ck, ayy (yeah)
they see me stickin’ when i’m on the stage and my n+ggas is turnin’ me up, ayy (me up)
i’m like giannis when i’m in the paint cause a n+gga been’ gettin’ them bucks, ayy (them bucks)
you ain’t get none of your get back so get up you n+ggas was sittin’ like ducks, ayy (yeah)
i’m in the crib with ya side b+tch and main b+tch and they both be fillin’ me up, ayy

[chorus]
ayy, i’m finna tat up my neck and my wrist and my body
until that sh+t covered in ink
i got a whole lotta one’s that’s inside of this pocket
three piggies inside of the bank
i got a whole lotta lean that’s inside of this bottle
i’m sippin’ a lotta the drink
my money look like the lotto
i’m chillin with models who chillin’ with me for my rank

[outro]
chillin’ with me for my rank (ayy)
who chillin’ with me for my rank
they chillin’ with me for my rank



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