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Racks, racks, racks, racks, racks, racks (racks, racks)
Racks, racks, racks, racks, racks, racks (racks, racks)
Who this nigga?
Neckklace

Yeah (yeah), owes me, pay me
If not, the choppa will go behind you
Behind you, behind you
Yeah (yeah), owes me, pay me
If not, the choppa will go behind you
Behind you, behind you

Lately I've been very busy
Many late nights, in the neighborhood streets
Neighborhood is tense, so be careful (prr)
To not be charged, I just slide
You don't step where I step
Man talk, not boy talk
Young kid and I'm investing
They call me rich young man
Crazy on whisky, drinking more wine
I prefer to stay there alone
Than to hang out with these fake friends, soon I strip
This pussy is buying my merch
This pussy is as red as blush
If you don't know, Google it
I step on his face with this Force
Had a Glock thrown in the Porsche
Bald kid doesn't hang out with us
If you bump into me, you better be lucky
I get more pissed, but post on stories
We don't hang out with boys
Rich young man escapes from Bope
Stays in the corner, doesn't talk about us
We have contacts that kill for us (racks)
Fuck12, I don't deal with COP
Fuck12, this bitch likes paper (paper)
You know you're not going to heaven

Yeah, let's go (yeah, let's go)
If I drop the location
Activate my plug, he brings everything (brings everything)
Brings everything, tu-tu-tu-tum
If I wake up Nina
One more step, there will be a shooter (pow, pow, pow, pow)
There will be a shooter (pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow)

AK only in automatic mode
You owe walking in fear
My guys are killers, they're all fanatics
If I pull the choppa, you'll be trembling
My plug already brought the bomb
Roll zaza inside the blunt
High demon mode on the track we combine
Choose on the finger, rescue to the zone
Leave 2 of them with shaky legs
Blood in the eyes already ready to fight
Don't get close these guys are free kill
They want my drip, but it's not Off White
There are things in life that money can't buy
For example, to get these girls out of heat
You can get mad and sink into pills
All your hate reflects on the grillz

Owes me, pay me
If not, the choppa will go behind you
Behind you, behind you
Yeah (yeah), owes me, pay me
If not, the choppa will go behind you
Behind you, behind you