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lil baby & marlo - rac racing lyrics

[chorus: big 36oz]
i want a thousand pounds of weed
i want a thousand bricks of weed
i’m tryna count four thousand hundreds
put a thousand hundreds on your head
pull up, let benji sweep your street, yeah
lately i been rack racing
lately i been rack, lately i been rack racing
i want a thousand pounds of weed
i want a thousand bricks of weed
i’m tryna count four thousand hundreds
put a thousand hundreds on your head
pull up, let benji sweep your street, yeah
lately i been rack racing
lately i been rack, lately i been rack racing

[verse 1: lil baby]
lately i been rack racing, been dying to get this money up
wrap the truck, mount it up, had to paint the h-llcat
12 been on my -ss, they tryna say i run a gang
every time a body drop they go to throwin’ up my name
i’m like i don’t even trap no more
i been makin’ these k’s out the studio
i ain’t even been around to serve my folks
i ain’t touched a brick in so long
i’m like look don’t call my phone, i barely know what’s goin’ on
it be like d-mn that’s your bro, i seen that n-gg- at your show
i ain’t been it, i ain’t in it
i been tryna chase these millions
i been f-cking all these b-tches
now my ho won’t leave me ‘lone
talkin’ ’bout i did her wrong
i’m like f-ck that sh-t, i’m gone
i’m goin’ back to the hood
put all my lil n-gg-s on

[verse 2: marlo]
i did a thousand pounds a week
them suckers know i run the streets
i put a hundred on his head
baby bro make sure he dead
i told lil make sure the bag right
that young n-gg- living the fast life
told my b-tch put up a half a million
gotta make sure that that stash right
lately i been rack racing then stacking all this d-mn paper
my n-gg-s say they need me and they know that i’ma feed ’em
if it’s pressure then we squeeze ’em
red dot, i don’t like you if you cleveland
got a couple crips ridin’ with me and i ain’t from four seasons
i told lil baby that i’m with it
any n-gg- playin’ they get they issue
i sent a hundred f-ckin’ missiles
he said f-ck it, handle business
i told him clear the f-cking block
get out the way, let’s set up shop
i sent a hundred f-ckin’ blocks
took over the street n-gg-, we rock

- lil baby marlo lyrics

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