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kilo gram$ - big racks lyrics

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[intro]

[hook kilo gram$$]

i got this on my neck i f-ck up and run up a check
i f-ck up and run up a bag all of my n-ggas got racks
we f-ck up and run up the stats

we go to war for the packs tommy gun for a rat
p-ssy n-gga get whacked money calling big racks
thc big racks highlife climax

mixing sprite with the ak finger f-cking all these
racks spitting dope selling crack blue cheese
big racks smoking loud by the pack

[verse 1 cardi simmz]

i’m all about a sac like a line back
i blow it by the o and get it right back
venus and serena yeah i’m getting racks
my double cup body bl–dy like it’s on a rag
new beamer 80 racks
in the mall popping tags
big racks at saks

i get a check and run laps
money taller than shaq
never going out sad
im sippin dirty no naps
she ride my d-ck six flags
flexing finessing them bands
i used to recycle them cans
in the end zone dabbin like cam
poppin them molly’s not xans

big guns taliban
clothes came from j-pan
your b-tch look in like a fan
loud pack afghan

in ya neighborhood like i’m mr rogers
got these b-tches p-ssin p-ssy like aaron
rodgers
my whole team eating i’m talking steak
and lobster
told em life’s a movie i should win an
oscar

[hook kilo gram$$]

i got this on my neck i f-ck up and run up a check
i f-ck up and run up a bag all of my n-ggas got racks
we f-ck up and run up the stats

we go to war for the packs tommy gun for a rat
p-ssy n-gga get whacked money calling big racks
thc big racks highlife climax

mixing sprite with the ak finger f-cking all these
racks spitting dope selling crack blue cheese
big racks smoking loud by the pack

[verse 2 kilo gram$$]

dirty sprite inna 2 liter double cup my drank
easter in the streets like like a streets sweeper
hit yo block like jeepers creepers

dead bodies when i k!ll a feature blood drippin on
my foreign sneakers new whip faster than a
cheetah backwood full of either smoking gas
by the bag finger f-cking all theses racks

i slam dunk like shaq thc on the map
turn the stu to the trap turn my bars
to a strap all theses n-ggas get whack
they dead on contract

i keep that glock in my p-ssenger i get that top
like bachelor im k!lling the game it’s a m-ssacre
smoking that purple no lavender

i got the keys like a janioner eating the beat
like a scanvencer every year check the
calendar i leveled up broke the caliber

thc flight team doing donuts krispy kreme
louie bag and supreme im a money machine
diamonds wet submarine smoking gas
gasoline on point laser beam my p-ss
dirty codeine

[hook kilo]

i got this on my neck i f-ck up and run up a check
i f-ck up and run up a bag all of my n-ggas got racks
we f-ck up and run up the stats

we go to war for the packs tommy gun for a rat
p-ssy n-gga get whacked money calling big racks
thc big racks highlife climax

mixing sprite with the ak finger f-cking all these
racks spitting dope selling crack blue cheese
big racks smoking loud by the pack

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