
reloadn - racks weighn me down [̲̅$̲̅(̲̅° ͜ʖ °)̅$̲̅] lyrics
i’m just tryna run it up with all my f+cking homies
why the f+ck you snaking? don’t know why you faking on me
racks in my pocket weigh me down like weights on me
heard that boy a lame, heard he rocking abercrombie
i just got my stacks in the mail, i did the running man
know we jugged your boy for his cash like 100 bands
take off with his sh+t, then i go and roll up with my mans
hit you in your sh+t for talking sh+t, hope you understand
know reloadn up, all y’all p+ssy boys is lame to me
boy, i’ll air it out, ’cause this glock don’t got no aim to it
my homie finessed for a pound, we on the same movement
i told brodie flip it for a stack and he ain’t do it
chillin’ with the gang outside—that was old sh+t
now i’m flipping packs, selling work on that grown sh+t
bro can’t touch a stack ’cause hе livin’ for the moment
we gon’ run it up, tеll my boys that we gon’ show ’em
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