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Rackzzz Video (MV)




Performed By: TrenddStar
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Cordney Jenkins




TrenddStar - Rackzzz Lyrics




These racks in my pocket pull down my pants
Send that bitch out country fly ha to France
She say she want me but i want her friend
I think she a 2 i call her a 10

That bitch play all day but don't get her way
They won't let me in then i buy the whole place
Smoke on that gas slight be in space
She thought that i loved ha but she out the way

Keep double 4s thats my lil baby
I cradle that bitch cause it shoot fa me daily
No i'm not slotted never been lazy
Slide without notice them killer's b crazy

Remember them days at home sitting broke
Niggas was funny took them as a joke
Chasing a bag is what kept me afloat
Landing wit 9s just call me rondo

Days on the train sitting in writing
This been on my mind it just took some grinding
You never heard cap my gang don't be lying
We said that we sliding n trust that u dying

Niggas be bitches n bitches unreal
Needed sum work so i started them drills
We move that shit out then go seal the deal
Secure the bag on my way to a mill

Chicago my city i don't rep no block
Like shaq at the free throw y'all miss all y'all shots
Beanie to ski mask wen i move these rocks
Y'all cap in y'all rap niggas juss need to stop

2 Freaky lil baby's we having a threesome
You cross me it's ova bitch u my next victim
Kill you take your brother and hold him for ransom
She f*ck with the racks but with me cause i'm handsome

She got sum big titties stuff it in my face
You running for last im winning the race
I might drop my semi cus i hid my wraith
I want me a beamer this check imma chase

Young bull imma dog put them scraps on my plate
You not winning books niggas call me the Ace
You tired exhausted but i kept my pace
My killers slide thru and they won't leave a trace

This shit got foreal had to hop in my bag
19s with dots and a 32 mag
I'm humble with shit only cus niggas brag
Just grab it lil nigga yea f*ck a price tag

Really i'm chill nigga keep that shit mellow
She crazy she told me she need sum stiletto
You just the side chick baby do not say hello
I'm running this shit nigga call me jack sparrow
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English

These racks in my pocket pull down my pants
Send that bitch out country fly ha to France
She say she want me but i want her friend
I think she a 2 i call her a 10

That bitch play all day but don't get her way
They won't let me in then i buy the whole place
Smoke on that gas slight be in space
She thought that i loved ha but she out the way

Keep double 4s thats my lil baby
I cradle that bitch cause it shoot fa me daily
No i'm not slotted never been lazy
Slide without notice them killer's b crazy

Remember them days at home sitting broke
Niggas was funny took them as a joke
Chasing a bag is what kept me afloat
Landing wit 9s just call me rondo

Days on the train sitting in writing
This been on my mind it just took some grinding
You never heard cap my gang don't be lying
We said that we sliding n trust that u dying

Niggas be bitches n bitches unreal
Needed sum work so i started them drills
We move that shit out then go seal the deal
Secure the bag on my way to a mill

Chicago my city i don't rep no block
Like shaq at the free throw y'all miss all y'all shots
Beanie to ski mask wen i move these rocks
Y'all cap in y'all rap niggas juss need to stop

2 Freaky lil baby's we having a threesome
You cross me it's ova bitch u my next victim
Kill you take your brother and hold him for ransom
She f*ck with the racks but with me cause i'm handsome

She got sum big titties stuff it in my face
You running for last im winning the race
I might drop my semi cus i hid my wraith
I want me a beamer this check imma chase

Young bull imma dog put them scraps on my plate
You not winning books niggas call me the Ace
You tired exhausted but i kept my pace
My killers slide thru and they won't leave a trace

This shit got foreal had to hop in my bag
19s with dots and a 32 mag
I'm humble with shit only cus niggas brag
Just grab it lil nigga yea f*ck a price tag

Really i'm chill nigga keep that shit mellow
She crazy she told me she need sum stiletto
You just the side chick baby do not say hello
I'm running this shit nigga call me jack sparrow
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Writer: Cordney Jenkins
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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