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rackski 63 - the fuck is you stupid كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(gang, b_tch)
grrah, grrah, boom
ayy, rackski 63, hoe
huh? (boom, boom)
b_tch, you dumb?
huh, huh—stupid!

[chorus]
i need a sl_t from the opps to come drop that load, i’ll leave the backdoor crackin’ (crack it!)
send that ho my way, she leavin’ bleedin’, face gone, neck all snappin’ (grrah!)
pop out the cut with two lil’ demons, ain’t n0body askin’ who gon’ drive (skrrt!)
he talk tough ’til he met my iron, now he silent, can’t reply (p_ssy!)
on god, these rap n_ggas hoes, i just talk my sh_t, don’t even try
glock or switch? can’t never decide, but either way, somebody gon’ die (boom, boom!)
this pain run deep, i don’t even cry no more, my soul been fried
i don’t got ops—i got victims, b_tch, i don’t let sh_t slide (let nothin’ slide!)

[verse]
b_tch try to givе me top with braces—ew, ho, your jaw ain’t trainеd (nasty ho!)
these n_ggas k!llin’ they own blood now, i don’t trust sh_t but my flame (nope)
we was crashin’ bikes into porches, now we crash cars just to aim (skrrt, skrrt!)
three deep in a stolo tinted out, tryna put a dumb b_tch on a chain (dumbass!)
i ain’t even rich yet, still got motion, still got pounds, still got pain
still got switches, still got hitters, still got sh_t that’ll melt your brain (grrah!)
f_ck rap—if this don’t work, i’m back with a sack and a scale in the rain (back in the trap)
you can’t slide with us, you panic, froze up when we hopped that train (b_tch, froze!)
catch one lackin’, stretch his frame, hit his dreads, now he not the same (b_tch, boom!)
he screamed out “gang” when he died, but that gang never came (never came, p_ssy!)
don’t post no burner if you won’t flame—lil’ bro’ll take that sh_t in vain
my youngin’ tweakin’ off them rps, crash out and shoot up the whole d_mn lane (boom, boom, boom!)
i ain’t savin’ hoes, i got demons to feed, and i feed ’em pain
better pray to a god i don’t believe in, ’cause i’m tryna slide again (again!)
drop a location, he gone miss graduation—ain’t no cap and gown (nope!)
his mom gon’ cry like, “why they do my son like that?”—b_tch, he a f_ckin’ clown
that chain don’t mean you safe, dumb n_gga, that just mean we takin’ you down
catch him at popeyes, pop five, now his biscuit on the ground (fat b_tch!)
[chorus]
i need a sl_t from the opps to come drop that load, i’ll leave the backdoor crackin’ (backdoor, b_tch!)
send that ho my way, she leavin’ with no scalp, no neck, she cappin’ (boom, boom!)
hop out the backseat, i don’t blink, one squeeze—he gaspin’ (grrah!)
i ain’t no rapper, i just spill this truth in violent fashion (facts!)
f_ck that fame, f_ck a plaque, f_ck a label, b_tch, i’m trappin’ (still!)
do i want the glock with the d_ck or the k with the drum? i’m clashin’ (which one?)
don’t tell me “heal” when i’m still hurtin’, that sh_t just sound like laughin’
i got blood on shoes, blood in my dreams, i don’t feel nothin’—i’m blackin’ (blacked out!)

outro:
grrah, grrah, boom
rackski 63, f_ck is you stupid, huh?
gang, gang, gang, gang
goof_ass opps can’t duck these—slatt
b_tch, stupid!

- rackski 63

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