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f5ive - serena (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[intro: f5]
let’s talk racks
how are you a camper? you ain’t never did that

[chorus: f5]
let’s talk racks, i got p_ssy pockets, rtas, they lookin’ fat
no i’m not serena, but i do play with the racks
once we get that lo_lo we just go create the pack, like where he at?
f_ck all of that dissin’, head down, man down, lil bro complete the mission
told him keep his head high, but he ain’t pay attention
laugh at his goofy ass as his body twitchin’

[verse 1: f5]
doa dead on arrival, we can’t have a fighter
how are you a camper? you ain’t hit sh_t with a lighter
i’m like, f_ck it, ion know what got into me
two men on that drill wit a whole lot of chemistry
bro be chasin’ opps down likе b_tches chasin’ hennessy
stand ovеr top and ask that boy do he remember me
that hot sh_t hit his body, now it’s clogging up his pores
boy you ain’t no k!ller, they send you right to the store
when we catch him lackin’, we send that boy to the morgue
we got a lot of dead opps, but b_tch we want some more, let’s up the score
got my shooter wit me ridin’ shotty
like megan thee stallion said we got some body_ody_ody’s
don’t hop inside this car, we bout to slide, b_tch this a johnny
bro don’t say his name, that boy got too many bodies
he think he king von, get up close, he pulled a ricky, switches hit his spine
[chorus: f5]
let’s talk racks, i got p_ssy pockets, rtas, they lookin’ fat
no i’m not serena, but i do play with the racks
once we get that lo_lo we just go create the pack, like where he at?
f_ck all of that dissin’, head down, man down, lil bro complete the mission
told him keep his head high, but he ain’t pay attention
laugh at his goofy ass as his body twitchin’

[verse 2: lil rekk]
he was thinkin’ with his d_ck, forgot his gun, now he a pack
first name should be roddy, i got ricch, f_cked up the racks
[?] scoom, see a opp, update the stats
let this b_tch off broad day, f_ck where n_ggas at
rap about the sh_t we do, don’t need no pen and pad
heard he hatin’ on me, f_cked his b_tch and sent her back
n_ggas took his chain, i heard he scared to get it back
n_gga try that sh_t with me, they know they gon’ get whacked
if we miss the opps when we swing, we gon’ double back
lil n_gga tried to run, last thing he heard was pffr pffwah
made it out the hood, them n_ggas hate when i come back
he tryna get the lo, these n_ggas trying to go tit for tat
looked inside his eyes before he died, that b_tch was scared
n_ggas still ain’t slide for him, p_ssy n_ggas weird
we got new glocks that got body_ody_ody’s
overk!lled they n_gga, he a zombie_zombie_zombie
that n_gga dead, b_tch
[chorus: f5]
let’s talk racks, i got p_ssy pockets, rtas, they lookin’ fat
no i’m not serena, but i do play with the racks
once we get that lo_lo we just go create the pack, like where he at?
f_ck all of that dissin’, head down, man down, lil bro complete the mission
told him keep his head high, but he ain’t pay attention
laugh at his goofy ass as his body twitchin’

[verse 3: wapstar]
they gon’ claim they shot me, well i ate it
different with the wordplay, and i’m one of the greatest
citizen’s app said your homies didn’t make it
n_ggas wanna be me, but they can’t, that’s why they hatin’
send a b_tch to get the drop on him, that’s baitin’
now serve you like a waiter on your block, now i’m a waitress
caught with a dumb_dumb, now that n_gga nameless
y’all hood versus my block, ain’t f_ckin with the rankin’
y’all drill without no bond money, what the f_ck you thinkin’?
tryn’ slide without no bond money, like where the f_ck you bankin’?
don’t let me talk about what’s_his_name, he brainless
and so_and_so got hit with the what’s_his_name, now he nameless
your man got caught with the steel, no stainless
and broski ballin’ for the gang, i call him wilt chamberlain
the last n_gga legendary, gang hall_of_famed him
keep dissin’ the streets, that’s not a diss, and i ain’t changin’
i ain’t sayin’ n_ggas names to make these n_ggas famous
them pop rocks done made ’em hopscotch and wu_tang it
bro just put a shh back of the jawn, now what’s changin’?
these n_ggas think this chiraq, y’all not gang bangin’
i bet they got more dead n_ggas than they ben franklins
it’s time to separate fake sh_t and real rap
he heard them first couple draws, like what the f_ck is that?
they top shooter, i’ll poke, they hang with tough racks
i hope that ghost jawn break on you, like what the f_ck is that?
i hope that ghost jawn break on you, like what the f_ck is that?
i’mma knock over that tent, you lil ass camper
another opp, another opp, a certified stamper
you lil ass camper
another opp, another opp, a certified stamper

- f5ive

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