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young nudy & pi'erre bourne - racks up* lyrics

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[intro: playboi carti]
(yo, pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
what? what, what? (yeah)
what? (phew)
what? what?
lean, what? lean (phew, phew)
lean, what? lean, lean

[chorus: young nudy & playboi carti]
lights on (lights on), ice one (ice on)
strap on me, ain’t no fight, homie (ain’t no fight, homie, what?)
n+gga wanna beef, i don’t like homie (i don’t like you, homie)
you lame ass, tryna add some stripes on me (huh)
you’s a p+ssy n+gga trapped on ice, homie (ice, homie)
i’ma leave a n+gga cold like ike, homie (like ike, homie)
i’m a real street n+gga, they don’t like homie (they don’t like homie)
i done came up from the gutter, real right, homie (real right, home)

[verse 1: young nudy & playboi carti]
you don’t like me, i don’t like you either (slatt, b+tch), yeah
i’ma smoke your ass like this f+ckin’ reefer (yeah, bee)
they say slime ball smoke then we just wiz khalifa (i swear)
you’s a lame ass n+gga, i don’t like you people (what?)
say you wanna beef with me, but we not equal (uh, phew)
i got young n+ggas with sticks, yeah, street sweep you (pssh, what?)
i’ll sweep your whole block in your sleep, n+gga (what? what? what? what?)
put your whole gang on the plate, yeah, we eat n+gga (eat, n+gga, what?)
[chorus: young nudy & playboi carti]
lights on (lights on), ice one (ice on, phew)
strap on me, ain’t no fight, homie (ain’t no fight, homie, b+tch)
n+gga wanna beef, i don’t like homie (i don’t like you, homie)
you lame ass, tryna add some stripes on me (lame n+gga)
you’s a p+ssy n+gga trapped on ice, homie (ice homie, what? what? what? what?)
i’ma leave a n+gga cold like ike, homie (like ike, homie)
i’m a real street n+gga, they don’t like homie (what? what?)
i done came up from the gutter, real right, homie (what? what?)

[verse 2: playboi carti]
and i keep the strap on me just like a dyk+, ho (just like a dyk+, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
blow the cash, b+tch, then where the cash go? (cash, woah)
wrecked the bentley coupe, need geico (what? b+tch, yeah)
money blowin’ through the assh0l+ (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt+skrrt+skrrt)
d+mn, lil’ shawty, you an assh0l+ (what? yeah, what? you an assh0l+)
f+cked the lil’ shawty with the lights on (with the lights on, bee)
diamonds dancin’ on me, show her the light, ho (bee, bee, bee)
ice mode, what? (bee)
ice cold (bee, phew), lean, ho (what?)

[chorus: young nudy]
lights on (lights on), ice one (ice on)
strap on me, ain’t no fight, homie (ain’t no fight, homie)
n+gga wanna beef, i don’t like homie (i don’t like you, homie)
you lame ass, tryna add some stripes on me (f+ck ass)
you’s a p+ssy n+gga trapped on ice, homie (ice, homie)
i’ma leave a n+gga cold like ike, homie (ike, homie)
i’m a real street n+gga, they don’t like homie (what?)
i done came up from the gutter, real right, homie (blood, n+gga, bang)
[verse 3: playboi carti]
what? ooh, choppa singin’ like it’s drake (drake, what? what?)
ooh, and my b+tch, she got a cake (yeah, cake, cake, cake, what?)
i know n+ggas in the a (a, a, a, huh? what?)
in la, got dirty sprite (dirty sprite, sprite, sprite, sprite)
knew that we be in the back (what, what? drr)
got these b+tches off the flats (what? got these b+tches off the flats)
for the verse, i gotta tax (yeah, you know i had to tax, yeah)
f+ck that b+tch, you get it back (yeah, yeah)

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