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Bring Racks Home

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Smooth.

It's good, baby.

Baby, I can't let you spend the night.

I bring racks home.

But I'll let you take some pictures with my ice on.

That's in my pocket, not an iPhone.

If my neck hurts...

We ain't gotta cut the lights on.

Baby, I can't let you spend the night.

I bring racks home.

But I'll let you take some

picture with my ice on.

That's in my pocket, not an iPhone.

If my neck hurt, we ain't gotta cut the lights.

Lights on, neck hurtin', for the ease you get stepped on BVS talkin' 20K through this microphone Nigga need to take that shit off, he didn't put it on Wrist bustin', glow in the dark, Asali hoodie on Rip Draco, everybody dance, get your boogie on AM, shrooms in my pocket with a hoodie on Somethin' bout me and bad bitches, we just get along Push start to four and two clicks, turn to hit me on Lights on, chest hurtin', gold on my neck bone Awful lot of clocks on me, I should call Desto, I put on off-white

I should've put a vest on And she gon' fuck all night off this next room I ain't findin' the poop

We'll see you next time.

In the night, I bring racks home But I'll let you take some pictures with my ice on That's in my pocket, not an iPhone If my neck hurtin',

We ain't got to cut the lights on.

Maybe I can't let you spend the night.

I bring racks home, but I'll let you take some.

picture with my eyes on that's in my pocket not an iphone if my neck hurt we ain't gotta cut the lights

Baby, I'll let you spend the night if you throw racks at me.

Just throw a bag at me.

After that, cash at me.

Up now.

up sacks in them black baggies fast car i might crash and try but he couldn't grab me i smoke clock till i can't now it's all ashes niggas out here door dashing does this car go faster niggas worry about the shit out here that don't matter passing all these niggas up in sack do you need a ladder

Do you need help, nigga?

Cause it look like it.

Finally got the message when he noticed that it's bitch like me.

Know me kick a bitch out the crib, leave her hitchhiking.

Crazy high, drop a couple songs, now my wrist ice.

She leave me alone, my life too pricey She don't really wanna see me win She just wanna bite me Do you need help nigga?

Cause it look like you crazy How I dropped a couple songs Now my wrist icy Baby, I can't let you spend the night I bring racks home But I'll let you take some pictures With my ice on That's in my pocket Not an iPhone If my neck hurtin'

We ain't got to cut the lights on.

Maybe I can't let you spend the night.

I bring racks home, but I'll let you take some.

picture with my eyes on.

That's in my pocket, not an iPhone.

If my neck hurt, we ain't gotta cut the lights.

My neck hurtin', we ain't gotta cut the lights on.

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