Racks Up Weiland
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[Intro]
XanGang on the beat!
YvngShoku!
[Verse 1]
They told me, "Go and get your bands up"
So I T'd up with my bros and ran that check up
And I'm rollin' eight deep in a black truck
Couple bands on this coat, get your racks up
Moncler, couple bands, had to re-up
Plug keep frontin' with the gas, what's the hold-up
And I spilled a cup of lean on my Robin jeans
Lil' thot and she say she from the Philippines
Air Force 1's on my feet, gotta keep 'em clean
[Chorus]
And I told that man, go and get his racks up
And I told that man, go and get his racks up
And I told that man, go and get his racks up
I just told that man, go and get his racks up
[Verse 2]
Without you, life is just like hell
Smokin' loud, you can tell by the smell
Baby, you are just what I need
I'm up in the back, smokin' on some Keef
Servin' all these grams to the fiends
I can't trust that man, he just a scheme
But I fucked his bitch last week
She told me that she like how I sing
Undercover, Takahashi
I can't trust a soul that speaks to me
I'm rollin', yeah, I just popped a bean
I brought her home, I know that she a freak
Molly with the water but I get it from the well
Snakes out in the grass so I'm livin' in a shell
Money comin' fast, so I tell 'em farewell
Bapestas on my feet, same color pastel
XanGang on the beat!
YvngShoku!
[Verse 1]
They told me, "Go and get your bands up"
So I T'd up with my bros and ran that check up
And I'm rollin' eight deep in a black truck
Couple bands on this coat, get your racks up
Moncler, couple bands, had to re-up
Plug keep frontin' with the gas, what's the hold-up
And I spilled a cup of lean on my Robin jeans
Lil' thot and she say she from the Philippines
Air Force 1's on my feet, gotta keep 'em clean
[Chorus]
And I told that man, go and get his racks up
And I told that man, go and get his racks up
And I told that man, go and get his racks up
I just told that man, go and get his racks up
[Verse 2]
Without you, life is just like hell
Smokin' loud, you can tell by the smell
Baby, you are just what I need
I'm up in the back, smokin' on some Keef
Servin' all these grams to the fiends
I can't trust that man, he just a scheme
But I fucked his bitch last week
She told me that she like how I sing
Undercover, Takahashi
I can't trust a soul that speaks to me
I'm rollin', yeah, I just popped a bean
I brought her home, I know that she a freak
Molly with the water but I get it from the well
Snakes out in the grass so I'm livin' in a shell
Money comin' fast, so I tell 'em farewell
Bapestas on my feet, same color pastel
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