RACKS ON ME (feat. LUAR LA L)

Whole lotta stacks on me
Whole lotta stacks on me
Whole lotta stacks on you
I catch you and we hit you with a brrr in the light

Whole lotta stacks on me
Whole lotta stacks on me
Whole lotta glocks with me
Wherever we catch you, we turn on the switches

Bitch I'm evil
I kill you and take the kilos
That’s how I'm feeding my people
Money wayy you know the route
I sell drugs you know what I'm about
From double L to the sandless
I go out with Bestia, he really bangs them
With the 47 your gang looks pathetic
Glizzy Walk in the Mason Margiela
I've sold so many kilos in my life
That I even forget the turns
Murda gang guns on me
The G4 with the devils on stage
Many killers, many real niggas
The moro buys it if it cooks
Step on your block finger on the trigger
The glizzy and the saints take care of me
VVS right in your face
The devils in the club gun on my waist
A shot from the helmet to the chest bitch nigga go get a new chest
Playing chess in the street
Put baking soda in the pyrex
My shooter's chain I want it in baguettes
In Lloren there are more sticks than the Mets team

So many baguettes on my wrist that I can't even see
I kidnapped all these sons of bitches and have them as hostages
I killed them all and now who do I war with
Have your meetings
I don't ask for green to lower your finger, no!
Money wayy the bales stacked to the top
Glizzy gang I always have one up
Murder scene the Glocks are modified
They hide at night and I leave them in the day
A ski mask on
I'm smoking this gas I look like a stall
I have all the shooters with the Drako in hand and with vests on
The flow very fresh they call me Mr. Clean
They can't reach the location I'm at
AKA Muslims Osama Bin
The bad boy arrived to mess up your dream team
I came down with Custom, Pippen and Jordan flow
I arrived at the club watch out with my Jordans
So many bullets the clip overflows
No matter how much I spend the case gets fatter
Cause I making money got me stackin’ up
Another wood ma nigga light it up
Another L I'm gonna roll it up
They mess with the gang I'm gonna blow them up, boom
The sticks with military sights
They want war but they never come out
You a bitch nigga