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lil capo - racks كلمات الأغنية

run up my numbers, we went triple digits
these demons they cappin’ these demons they fi_
demon k!ller gang, you know that we with it
shooting these demons, they cap they be peeling

running them racks up, we know we business
you know we in trenches, you know that we get it
bible wesson on me, know that we did it
bible bl!cky came with me, its exquisite

ran up my comas and got me the paper, you know that wе get it, we ready
dеmon k!ller gang, you know that we stronger, you know how we get it, we petty
no hanukah matata, no pitmen ’enlada no hu_

ran up my paper
ran up my comas
bible bl!cky on me, yeah i’m like thomas
feeling presidential, feel like obama
yeah i hit em’ with tecs, yeah i hit em’ with lamas

demon he getting them shots in his head
satin texting me i left him on read
demon they chatting they know that they dead
telling his business, i think he a fed

body bleeding, brodie leaking, he red
no weapon form against me, i shall declare it
look at my whip yeah, you know its mclaren
demons getting chopped,i feel like a parrot
i feel like a bunny, i’m eating them carrots
and i’m coming up clean when i pull up, appearance

i got that prada, you know how we coming, you know we getting triple d’s
bible wesson, man that bible bl!cky man, freak it i got triple b’s
demons talking bout they breaking they chains, meanwhile i’m breaking they leaves
bible bl!cky on my side wherever i go, no it can’t leave

- lil capo

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