1I'm couxnting racks
I run a check and bring that back
Yeh nigga that's facts
I get outta school to run me a sac
Run me a sac nah run me a pac
Look at my Brodie he running the trap
Tottin his stick
He stay tottin his strap
Loo k at my bro running the glock
Kicking down doors and knock out locks
I keep it fresh from my head to my socks
We never run we blowing out ops
We see a op and knock of his top
Load a 40 bitch it don't stop
They gassing the song I swear that. I drop
All of these sticks watch u get pop
All of these hand bitch u can get mop
All of these bullet I bet u get stopped
I keep that static don't get yo ass show s
Free all my niggas that's locked in the box
Tottin Them tottin. A glocks
Look at bro snitch he callin the cops
Look at bro selling he passing the rocks
I be spending my money I stay in the shops
Shooting the ball I bet u get blocked
Just like a pic I bet u get cropped
I'm the best rapper I sit a the top
Nun of u nigga is takin my spot
Alter the ebeam and see through the dot
All out u boys is loving these thots
I'm was just planing and reading the plot
I sit back and think oh I forgot
No I don't fight I up the pipe
I'm make em then mad
ik they tight
Look at my I swea it's future it's bright
All of my niggas is creepin at night
No I'm not scheming I'm doing it right
Baby sit back
It's gon me alright
All of u niggas can go take a hike
These niggas is dummy's so pour a up my sprite.
RTL.Wavy - Animal Lyrics
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1I'm couxnting racks
I run a check and bring that back
Yeh nigga that's facts
I get outta school to run me a sac
Run me a sac nah run me a pac
Look at my Brodie he running the trap
Tottin his stick
He stay tottin his strap
Loo k at my bro running the glock
Kicking down doors and knock out locks
I keep it fresh from my head to my socks
We never run we blowing out ops
We see a op and knock of his top
Load a 40 bitch it don't stop
They gassing the song I swear that. I drop
All of these sticks watch u get pop
All of these hand bitch u can get mop
All of these bullet I bet u get stopped
I keep that static don't get yo ass show s
Free all my niggas that's locked in the box
Tottin Them tottin. A glocks
Look at bro snitch he callin the cops
Look at bro selling he passing the rocks
I be spending my money I stay in the shops
Shooting the ball I bet u get blocked
Just like a pic I bet u get cropped
I'm the best rapper I sit a the top
Nun of u nigga is takin my spot
Alter the ebeam and see through the dot
All out u boys is loving these thots
I'm was just planing and reading the plot
I sit back and think oh I forgot
No I don't fight I up the pipe
I'm make em then mad
ik they tight
Look at my I swea it's future it's bright
All of my niggas is creepin at night
No I'm not scheming I'm doing it right
Baby sit back
It's gon me alright
All of u niggas can go take a hike
These niggas is dummy's so pour a up my sprite.
I run a check and bring that back
Yeh nigga that's facts
I get outta school to run me a sac
Run me a sac nah run me a pac
Look at my Brodie he running the trap
Tottin his stick
He stay tottin his strap
Loo k at my bro running the glock
Kicking down doors and knock out locks
I keep it fresh from my head to my socks
We never run we blowing out ops
We see a op and knock of his top
Load a 40 bitch it don't stop
They gassing the song I swear that. I drop
All of these sticks watch u get pop
All of these hand bitch u can get mop
All of these bullet I bet u get stopped
I keep that static don't get yo ass show s
Free all my niggas that's locked in the box
Tottin Them tottin. A glocks
Look at bro snitch he callin the cops
Look at bro selling he passing the rocks
I be spending my money I stay in the shops
Shooting the ball I bet u get blocked
Just like a pic I bet u get cropped
I'm the best rapper I sit a the top
Nun of u nigga is takin my spot
Alter the ebeam and see through the dot
All out u boys is loving these thots
I'm was just planing and reading the plot
I sit back and think oh I forgot
No I don't fight I up the pipe
I'm make em then mad
ik they tight
Look at my I swea it's future it's bright
All of my niggas is creepin at night
No I'm not scheming I'm doing it right
Baby sit back
It's gon me alright
All of u niggas can go take a hike
These niggas is dummy's so pour a up my sprite.
Writer: Tamar Wisner
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid