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lazayasap - racks lyrics

yall n+ggas smoking them dutches
round lot of automatics i’m clutchin
baby keep checking my phone it’s nothin
eating that crab rangoon it’s bussin
she got a big fat ass it’s plumpin
brodie be zooted yeah he off somethin
ride in a fast ass car be bumpin
shawty gon lose her life need some crutches
up in the school keep a tool
be right back but yall some fools
gotta keep on me gotta watch out for fools
call me the teacher the way i be thinking in the back like i’m in schools
play with yo b+tch like i was in pools
t+shirt man on the news
way that i be gliding think it was a bool
“oh my gosh your cool”
wanted to fight yeah hop in some duels
playing that clash of clans yeah he gon lose
knock a n+gga out like he was snoozed
be off the yak man yeah off the booze
gon have to find a n+gga blues clues
meeting these hoes yeah take off your shoes
call me the paper man way i be chasing
usain boltin all the way to my paper
n+ggas be dumb ass h+ll thinking relation
yeah you broke n+gga yeah i’m adjacent
k!llin all these n+gga like i’m jason
serving these n+ggas like a plug named mason
i’m shooting my shot yeah i’m gon make it
balling like i’m damien
steady counting x3 (the money x3)
these dubs i steady counting (money x2)
this money steady counting (dubs x2)
counting my racks up (racks up)

- lazayasap lyrics

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