Disappear

I got these racks on my wall and these bitches be paying to see em
I'm with my niggas and all and we making yo bitch disappear
Please do not fuck with my woes, I know that you wantin to be em
But I got these racks on my wall and these bitches be paying to see em

Energy made me some enemies now they befriending me looking for end to me
I made my way, through all this hate
Fucking these hoes and gettin this cake
My nigga you late
Pull up then spray
And you know my crib, it got a gate
Fuckin these hoes I'm winnin the race
You can not relate, so get out my way
Before you meet glock, get off my block
My niggas will run you and knock ya ass out
You hating on me cause you chill in a drought
Keep playing and jacob gon knock yo ass out
I'm 10 toes down, real niggas around
And fuck it you know we got dough by the pound
These bitches get dry when they see you around
Load up the choppa ride around town
Hittin' these licks leave you spinnin around
Then you on the ground, we got yo pounds
Fuck you was thinkin'? It's my check now
Im wit yo bitch and she want another round
July 8th, and its finna go down
With a bad bitch and she gimme good mouth
Without a doubt, my niggas loud
Fuck it ice watch, imma throw a couple down

I got these racks on my wall and these bitches be paying to see em
I'm with my niggas and all and we making yo bitch disappear
Please do not fuck with my woes, I know that you wantin to be em
But I got these racks on my wall and these bitches be paying to see em

Reuglar nigga just countin his figures
I don't fuck with niggas, just fuck with the trigger
Fuck with the vision
I'm all on a mission so get out the picture I spray on you niggas
I watch em all die
You trippin cause she said I'm dick on the side
Got rich on the side
Now these lil niggas want feats all the time
Now these fine hoes wanna be in my line
Yup
Getting this cake
You niggas is hatin' I cannot relate
Get out my way
Bitch imma spray
We do not wait
Can't fuck with a women that's wantin' my plate
Can't fuck with a nigga that's not bout his faith
Can't fuck with you niggas I'd rather get figures
I came in this world, I was bound to be great
You cannot relate
So that's why you hate
Countin this money
Look at my bank, and it's funny
You niggas is bummy
I'm posted up with a snow bunny
And I'm first place in this race that I'm runnin
Yup
Racks on the wall
You know we ball
Bought out the mall
That sauce til we fall
I never answer a fuck niggas call
SauceTown for life, you know we give it all

I got these racks on my wall and these bitches be paying to see em
I'm with my niggas and all and we making yo bitch disappear
Please do not fuck with my woes, I know that you wantin to be em
But I got these racks on my wall and these bitches be paying to see em



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Writer(s): Jonah
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