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gunna - racks in a safe lyrics

[intro: kodak black]
(i’m in london, got my beat from london)

[chorus: gunna]
i keep racks in a safe
i got wock’ mixed with a lil’ bit of red, what a taste
i got rocks, my two finger ring is a snake
and then i had to call to make them clean up my place
i mean what i say
forty+thousand dollars what i paid my lawyer to handle my case
all new dolce and gabbana, i’m runnin’ my code, my whole team havin’ they way
she wan’ katana, i feel like montana, b+tton down with slacks on my waist [?]
i got high, soon as i keep my money every single night i pray
[verse 1: gunna]
my b+tch madonna, i’m the real boss, you don’t want me to get her [?]
call me young gunna or gunna wunna just long as you mention my name
on the top, numbers, young don dada, put money all over your brain
keep it one hundred, put my brothеr up on it and teach him the game
frеsh with no stain, i got ice in my chain
this a new richard mille plain, watch me whip it, rs range
dropped a four in a minute maid, took your wh0re, she get slayed
[?] urus, me and my main, i was at a [?] in a cage
elliot put baguettes in my franck muller, hey
i’m rich as f+ck, you can ask my jeweler, hey
had a compact, now my big brother had a ruger, hey
they learn from all my moves, i’m like a tutor, hey

[verse 2: young thug]
young n+gga got all type of mill’s inside the safe, bro
i rock giuseppe zanotti’s to court and they told me the case closed
i took the top off the coupe, she can see in the rolls royce
she couldn’t wait, went to suckin’ this d+ck at the n0bu
yeah, i could’ve bought me a street, but i bought a blue patek philippe, yeah
i’m ’bout to clean up your street, i don’t know who made you believe, uh
half a mill’ on your head, yeah, and they gon’ give me the leads, uh
you n+ggas timid, get tellin’, you n+ggas should die in your sleep
f+ck the police, i got amnes’, i got them p’s
and i got reefer and i got peeps and they all evil
f+ck memories, b+tch, i’m a demon
and i got yeez’, yellow tuss’ sippin’, f+ck that lil’ b+tch and we ain’t trippin’
i was at [?], constantly drippin’, diamonds like p+ss, green, they slippery
you n+ggas been tellin’, yeah, you n+ggas had never got time
vvs carats on, graduated farrakhan
b+tch got a fendi tampon, i made her drink my son
i don’t do the [?], nah, i been tryin’ get these n+ggas knocked off
[chorus: gunna]
i keep racks in a safe
i got wock’ mixed with a lil’ bit of red, what a taste
i got rocks, my two finger ring is a snake
and then i had to call to make them clean up my place
i mean what i say
forty+thousand dollars what i paid my lawyer to handle my case
all new dolce and gabbana, i’m runnin’ my code, my whole team havin’ they way
she wan’ katana, i feel like montana, b+tton down with slacks on my waist [?]
i got high, soon as i keep my money every single night i pray

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