luracks - suv lyrics
[intro: thr33]
(i will always love you)
gang
gang
(f_ck you, n_gga!)
already know what the f_ck goin’ on, n_gga
me and ‘racks in this b_tch again
f_ck you talkin’ bout
yu_yuh
[verse: thr33]
top of the morning tryna get a b_tch
me and ‘racks, we havin’ them sticks
she want me for bread, she think i’m a trick (on god)
now be a good dog, and motherf_ckin’ sit (like sit)
these b_tch ass n_ggas gon’ make me sick
that fake ass gang, you ain’t makin’ no sh_t
you ain’t trappin’ for real, that sh_t ain’t legit
got banana clip on my gun, make that boy split
and these .223 bullets hit your upper lip
(i’ve never been to–)
(b_tch ass n_gga)
you talkin’ that hot sh_t, n_gga step behind it
you don’t get what i’m sayin’, so b_tch never mind it
my glock sing beautiful songs like justin
boy better shut the f_ck up, who you cussin’?
r_r_run up on gang, better say your goodbyes
c_crawl back, n_gga, like motherf_ckin’ flies
[?] to his neck, i wasn’t really surprised
tryna get out the hood, it’s a trap
but it’s a part of me, i ain’t tryna leave it
i seen sh_t, you won’t believe it (you won’t)
y_you want a pat on the back ’cause you rappin’ ’bout sh_t you ain’t did
kudos
it’s just me and twin on the field, if i see him, i’ma pass it to you know (yes)
[verse 2: luracks]
he gon’ pass it to me
love my twin, so i’m slidin’ with thr33
i’m loose screw when i put on my ski
i’m with sharks, deep under the sea
dumbass law think i’m takin’ the plea
sent the pack off to tennessee
on the side of the scat, it’s a bee
me, thr33, smoke hop out, suv
smoke got more tecs than referees
og plug look like kid capri
i’m with slimes, keep thinkin’ sh_t sweet
flying in [?], ‘finna fall out the seat
calumet block boy, i’m tough as concrete
he don’t know it’s gen 5 underneath
catch his hat, leave him dead on the street
[verse 3: smokingskul]
n_gga_n_gga tryna get smoked
make him sign to 1017
these n_ggas tnickels, n_ggas dream
i’m in a heli’, off a kobe bean (kobe bean)
i do not f_ck with n_ggas, charleston
white (what?)
these n_ggas really ass, i don’t get the hype (i don’t get that hype)
d_mn
ki_kick down that door, we is not polite
yeah (what he say?)
these n_ggas really hiding to the light
we gon’_we gon’ do the u like nc double a
chop_chop with the leg, they hit a parlay
hang a_hang a n_gga off the roof like wale
get a n_gga gone like the cia
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