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rackies - deuce deuce lyrics

ran off on the plug for a zip
ot we was stakin’ the whip
all this cokey told bro don’t trip
luchy threw me the pack and i’m makin’ it flip
all of this blue you would think i’m a crip
heard he sellin’ fu, take his food then i dip
all this beck in the trap i whip
makin’ it swim with the fish
so i stay with that deuce, deuce
run up on me and you know that i might have to shoot, you
me and broski always stayin’ connected like
bluetooth
and i been servin that blue too
gettin’ money now they move fu
bad b+tch, brand new
they say its pain that’ll make a man
well i turn that pain into ’em bands
n+++++ be doing it just for the gram
i swear i be doing it tryna blеss fam
mind on the pedal we prеssin’ ain’t last
start talkin’
business we involved with cash
smokin’ on za imma clear out the ash
and yeah she a baddie but still imma pass
still some n+++++ that’s stuck in the system
couple b+tches still try to play victim
keep workin’ takin’ bro on ’em missions
no love for a opp i dismiss ’em
started feignin’ yeah my palm get to itchin’
can’t trust cuz they all get to switchin’
what’s the point of the bag you ain’t even flip it

you sleepin’ on me then wake up
baddie she don’t need no make up
i had to go get my change up
some sh+t i haven’t even healed up
prayin’ for better days, forever man yeah we ballin’ insane
for ahz we ballin’ insane
but this pain ain’t goin’ away
the pain be stuck in my brain
ice on my body it stay in my veins
rollin’ around everyday, i pray to god i beat these cases
seen some n+++++ just change
seen some n+++++ move ways
for ahz we ballin’ insane
but this pain ain’t goin’ away yeah
ran off on the plug for a zip
ot we was stakin’ the whip
all this cokey told bro don’t trip
luchy threw me the pack and i’m makin’ it flip
all of this blue you would think i’m a crip
heard he sellin’ fu, take his food then i dip
all this beck in the trap i whip
makin’ it swim with the fish
so i stay with that deuce, deuce
run up on me and you know that i might have to shoot, you
me and broski always stayin’ connected like
bluetooth
and i been servin that blue too
gettin’ money now they move fu
bad b+tch, brand new

- rackies lyrics

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