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10r - (c)racks كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
yuh
10r
yeah
yuh
10
ay ay

[chorus]
steady be countin’ these racks
roll up like the m.i.b
b_tch won’t remember me
f_ckin’ her wearin’ all black
these n_ggas pull up to the function_
no f_ck sh_t
put a n_gga on blast
she blowin’ on me like a trumpet
i’m like “baby i ain’t know you play brass?”
she ask “how you know it’s a bando?”
likе_ lil mama you can’t see all these cracks?
[verse 1]
n_gga, you don’t sleep with a mac?
leavе em sleepin’ eyes_open
my pistol soft_spoken
wake up he see me n get packed
strapped up like the mob we just beam him
he steamin’
cos his diamonds is glass
all of my diamonds be gleamin’
chain too heavy
it got serious mass
you know that i stay on my protein
keep him a gun ‘n’ lil bro still got smacked
they say i’m a dog so i’m snoopin’
i’m a wizard like i’m sirius black
they say i be smoking that ammi got ammo this some serious gas
we would 69 in the car
but she gonna tell her friends
because she a rat
sh_t

[chorus]
steady countin’ these racks
roll up like the m.i.b
b_tch won’t remember me
f_ckin’ her wearin’ all black
these n_ggas pull up to the function_
no f_ck sh_t
put a n_gga on blast
she blowin’ on me like a trumpet
i’m like “baby i ain’t know you play brass?”
she ask “how you know it’s a bando?”
like_ lil mama you can’t see all these cracks?
[verse 2]
sh_t a basic flow
i can’t be f_ckin w basic hoes
i just need me a big ass boat ‘n’ some good gas
just to help me float
shout_out uzi this the way life goes
i blow up now i sell out shows
they was flexin’ on me ion flex on brokes
i just post a story at a fashion show
she a classy hoe
but i make her ride in back seat tho’
i’m not talkin’ about when we on the road
i’m talkin’ ’bout when we park up ‘n’ it’s gettin’ dark out
she climb over ‘n’ take my soul
i can’t complain when she givin’ me brain
sh_t is hard to detain (yeah)
tha’s the way sh_t go
ay
that’s the way

[chorus]
steady countin’ these racks
roll up like the m.i.b
b_tch won’t remember me
f_ckin’ her wearin’ all black
these n_ggas pull up to the function_
no f_ck sh_t
put a n_gga on blast
she blowin’ on me like a trumpet
i’m like “baby i ain’t know you play brass?”
she ask “how you know it’s a bando?”
like_ lil mama you can’t see all these cracks?
[verse 3]
look through em i’m peepin’
i get to sneakin’
peepin’ her takin a bath
invite me inside
i swallow my pride
i’m f_ckin her makin it splash
i don’t mean the water
cause she hot like florida
record her then we countin’ cash
we finish the race
she clean up her face
jus’ kno’ i ain’t comin’ in last
uh
steady countin’ these racks up
weight we movin’ i’m stacked up
make a n_gga wrapped up
oh he think he a rapper?
but his sh_t sound like trash, uh
dunk his b_tch on the back board
you could say she got shaq’d yuh

[outro]
yuh
yuh
you can’t see all these_
yeah
10

- 10r

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