killjxhn - wyra lyrics
[chorus]
where your racks at?
where your bag go?
smokin’ bad gas, with a bad hoe
first she real sad, now she a mad hoe
smokin’ real gas, smokin’ real dope
where your racks at, lil’ n_gga?
where your cash at, lil’ n_gga?
and the drac’ got a flash, like pictures
even if you run, lil’ boy, we gon’ get you
i cut a b_tch off, just like some scissors
mixin’ up potions just like a wizard
i’m in the trap smokin’ on swishers
if he talkin down, hang him like a n_gg_r
[verse 1]
where yo’ racks at? ha
where yo’ bag at? ha
got a big mac, ha
in that h_llcat, ha
my car matte black, ha
in that scatpack, ha
she’s a gnat, gnat, ha
in that track, trackhawk
drac’ go blatt, blatt, ha
he a rat, rat, ha
he talkin’ sh_t on snapchat
he talkin’ sh_t, now he up in a pack
bullets on his face, call that a facе tat
ballin’ like kobe, put me in thе drafts
makin’ her scream, breakin’ her back
boy, where yo’ racks and where yo’ bag
[chorus]
where your racks at?
where your bag go?
smokin’ bad gas, with a bad hoe
first she real sad, now she a mad hoe
smokin’ real gas, smokin’ real dope
where your racks at, lil’ n_gga?
where your cash at, lil’ n_gga?
and the drac’ got a flash, like pictures
even if you run, lil’ boy, we gon’ get you
i cut a b_tch off, just like some scissors
mixin’ up potions just like a wizard
i’m in the trap smokin’ on swishers
if he talkin down, hang him like a n_gg_r
[verse 2]
huh, bands, get ’em
huh, racks, spend ’em
huh, my pants denim
huh, drac’ gon’ end ’em
huh, i’m a bag getter
huh, i’m a rack spender
huh, i put him in a blender
neck so cold like winter
i can’t f_ck with no gingers
that n_gga a lame, that n_gga on tinder
eat yo’ b_tch up like dinner
he took five shots, but i’m still uninjured
i got five w’s, i’m a winner
i pray to god, but i’m still a sinner
[chorus]
where your racks at?
where your bag go?
smokin’ bad gas, with a bad hoe
first she real sad, now she a mad hoe
smokin’ real gas, smokin’ real dope
where your racks at, lil’ n_gga?
where your cash at, lil’ n_gga?
and the drac’ got a flash, like pictures
even if you run, lil’ boy, we gon’ get you
i cut a b_tch off, just like some scissors
mixin’ up potions just like a wizard
i’m in the trap smokin’ on swishers
if he talkin down, hang him like a n_gg_r
[verse 3]
racks on me, ha
this bag ain’t free, ha
backdoor, i creep, ha
cowboy, yee_haw
you bleed, i bleed, ha
got her on her knees, ha
censor that boy like bleep, ha
can’t mess with no treesh, ha
[chorus]
where your racks at?
where your bag go?
smokin’ bad gas, with a bad hoe
first she real sad, now she a mad hoe
smokin’ real gas, smokin’ real dope
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