rack4rack Tommy Ice & guardin (Ft. kennedyxoxo)
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[Intro: Tommy Ice]
Yung Castor
Tommy, that's fire
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
[Chorus: Tommy Ice]
Fuck with shawty, but she wasn't on my wave, yeah
I've been travelin' a little bit, I'm been gettin' paid, yeah
Throwin' racks around for me, that shit gon' give you pain
Said she hate me 'cause I never post her on my page, yeah
I-I-I, bitch, I still think about you
Yeah, I think I would die if I wasn't 'bout you
It's like I'm gettin' to the bag now and it's without you
It's like I'm gettin' to the racks now that I'm without you, ah
[Verse 1: Kennedyxoxo]
We go rack for rack, you would be ashamed
I go back to back like Jordan back in '98
And that boy chirping from the bleachers, some things never change
But I heard monеy talks right now, I can't hear a thing
'Cause I got a battalion, so you bettеr come get your mans
Think my boys was Italian, they always talkin' with they hands
That boy is a groupie, but me too, the way I follow bands
If you heard his music, you woulda knew that he's my biggest fan
Yung Castor
Tommy, that's fire
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
[Chorus: Tommy Ice]
Fuck with shawty, but she wasn't on my wave, yeah
I've been travelin' a little bit, I'm been gettin' paid, yeah
Throwin' racks around for me, that shit gon' give you pain
Said she hate me 'cause I never post her on my page, yeah
I-I-I, bitch, I still think about you
Yeah, I think I would die if I wasn't 'bout you
It's like I'm gettin' to the bag now and it's without you
It's like I'm gettin' to the racks now that I'm without you, ah
[Verse 1: Kennedyxoxo]
We go rack for rack, you would be ashamed
I go back to back like Jordan back in '98
And that boy chirping from the bleachers, some things never change
But I heard monеy talks right now, I can't hear a thing
'Cause I got a battalion, so you bettеr come get your mans
Think my boys was Italian, they always talkin' with they hands
That boy is a groupie, but me too, the way I follow bands
If you heard his music, you woulda knew that he's my biggest fan
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