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yng moon – racks lyrics

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smoking on this loud blowing big ass clouds getting so high we going to mars, getting all these f+cking new cars don’t trip you my main one just saying all this sh+t for fun, if i blow up i’m buying my momma a new truck pulled up in the 2020 now all y’all wanna start f+cking with me counting up racks on racks counting up stacks on stacks making hits back to back chill out before i pull that mac

chill out before i pull that mac yk we ready to attack eating this beat up like if it was on a food tray yk we out here getting paid doing sh+t on my own f+cking your b+tch making her moan bust a nut now leave me alone baby stop hitting up my phone i was only trynna bone

aye aye

smoking on this loud blowing big ass clouds getting so high we going to mars, getting all these f+cking new cars don’t trip you my main one just saying all this sh+t for fun, if i blow up i’m buying my momma a new truck pulled up in the 2020 now all y’all wanna start f+cking with me counting up racks on racks counting up stacks on stacks making hits back to back chill out before i pull that mac

aye yuh aye aye aye aye

counting up these rack yk i got that mac yk i got that 411 as my strap all these hit songs putting on the map yk we never lack going hard on this track poured up and sipping why y’all n+ggas always tripping stop bugging my female you lil ass b+tch stay far away with your lil sorry ass diss talking all that sh+t through the phone gave you my addy but you decided to stay home



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