Money money money
10 racks
Your girl she never going back
All foreign blacks
Sorry i ain't text you back
We flippin' packs
We only smoking boof pack
We gettin cash
We only gettin big bags
10 racks
Your girl she never going back
All foreign blacks
Sorry i ain't text you back
We flippin' packs
We only smoking boof pack
We gettin cash
We only gettin big bags
One song went insane
Then my clout doubled
Side bitch pullin up
She tryna get me in trouble
Don't rock wit me
Boy you livin in a bubble
She in love wit me
She did not make it to suddle
Yeah your girl she love me
Hit it again tryna f*ck me
She wanna rock wit me
I can not be her hubby
I'm just making this money
I'm just making this money
Money money
Hit my line
No i never hit it twice
Getting cash if you see my neck it's ice
That's your girl
Why you f*cking wit a treesh
Pulla rose
And i'm livin by the beach
Got the bag
Now they on my like a leach
Sellin bricks
Now i got the black bags
Big stacks
I be countin up these racks
Flippin packs
Had to get up out the trap
On the way and we next up
See my ice and i'm flexed up
On the way cuz we boolin
Next up say i'm boomin
Bitches see and they droolin
In the stu we cookin
Guap0 we bookin
Got the mac put the clip in
Yeah we bookin
Yeah we makin all this cash
Yeah she got a big
Got a fat ass
Me and Doritos
We make this shit to fast
Secure the bag
We gettin bags
10 racks
Your girl she never going back
All foreign blacks
Sorry i ain't text you back
We flippin' packs
We only smoking boof pack
We gettin cash
We only gettin big bags
10 racks
Your girl she never going back
All foreign blacks
Sorry i ain't text you back
We flippin' packs
We only smoking boof pack
We gettin cash
We only gettin big bags
Money money money
Young Guap0 - 10 Racks (feat. Lil Doritos) Lyrics
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Money money money
10 racks
Your girl she never going back
All foreign blacks
Sorry i ain't text you back
We flippin' packs
We only smoking boof pack
We gettin cash
We only gettin big bags
10 racks
Your girl she never going back
All foreign blacks
Sorry i ain't text you back
We flippin' packs
We only smoking boof pack
We gettin cash
We only gettin big bags
One song went insane
Then my clout doubled
Side bitch pullin up
She tryna get me in trouble
Don't rock wit me
Boy you livin in a bubble
She in love wit me
She did not make it to suddle
Yeah your girl she love me
Hit it again tryna f*ck me
She wanna rock wit me
I can not be her hubby
I'm just making this money
I'm just making this money
Money money
Hit my line
No i never hit it twice
Getting cash if you see my neck it's ice
That's your girl
Why you f*cking wit a treesh
Pulla rose
And i'm livin by the beach
Got the bag
Now they on my like a leach
Sellin bricks
Now i got the black bags
Big stacks
I be countin up these racks
Flippin packs
Had to get up out the trap
On the way and we next up
See my ice and i'm flexed up
On the way cuz we boolin
Next up say i'm boomin
Bitches see and they droolin
In the stu we cookin
Guap0 we bookin
Got the mac put the clip in
Yeah we bookin
Yeah we makin all this cash
Yeah she got a big
Got a fat ass
Me and Doritos
We make this shit to fast
Secure the bag
We gettin bags
10 racks
Your girl she never going back
All foreign blacks
Sorry i ain't text you back
We flippin' packs
We only smoking boof pack
We gettin cash
We only gettin big bags
10 racks
Your girl she never going back
All foreign blacks
Sorry i ain't text you back
We flippin' packs
We only smoking boof pack
We gettin cash
We only gettin big bags
Money money money
10 racks
Your girl she never going back
All foreign blacks
Sorry i ain't text you back
We flippin' packs
We only smoking boof pack
We gettin cash
We only gettin big bags
10 racks
Your girl she never going back
All foreign blacks
Sorry i ain't text you back
We flippin' packs
We only smoking boof pack
We gettin cash
We only gettin big bags
One song went insane
Then my clout doubled
Side bitch pullin up
She tryna get me in trouble
Don't rock wit me
Boy you livin in a bubble
She in love wit me
She did not make it to suddle
Yeah your girl she love me
Hit it again tryna f*ck me
She wanna rock wit me
I can not be her hubby
I'm just making this money
I'm just making this money
Money money
Hit my line
No i never hit it twice
Getting cash if you see my neck it's ice
That's your girl
Why you f*cking wit a treesh
Pulla rose
And i'm livin by the beach
Got the bag
Now they on my like a leach
Sellin bricks
Now i got the black bags
Big stacks
I be countin up these racks
Flippin packs
Had to get up out the trap
On the way and we next up
See my ice and i'm flexed up
On the way cuz we boolin
Next up say i'm boomin
Bitches see and they droolin
In the stu we cookin
Guap0 we bookin
Got the mac put the clip in
Yeah we bookin
Yeah we makin all this cash
Yeah she got a big
Got a fat ass
Me and Doritos
We make this shit to fast
Secure the bag
We gettin bags
10 racks
Your girl she never going back
All foreign blacks
Sorry i ain't text you back
We flippin' packs
We only smoking boof pack
We gettin cash
We only gettin big bags
10 racks
Your girl she never going back
All foreign blacks
Sorry i ain't text you back
We flippin' packs
We only smoking boof pack
We gettin cash
We only gettin big bags
Money money money
Writer: Cole Cowan
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