GETTI
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
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Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
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Hold on
Gotta get these
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Hold on
Gotta get these
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Gotta get these
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Gotta get these
Racks
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Walk up out the house and get the fuck up in this car
I've been changing lanes, Givenchy bags
I fucked your fucking broad
Steal your chain, then I take the game
Pop up, hit your head, no respect
Chase a check
Go for ball or broke we finna get some bread
Nah'm fuckin' sayin'?
Think this is a lane
I pop the tires out from under you, those not bulletproof
I been this close so I'm telling you
Fuck up out this wave or catch this fade
I don't got time for not a one of you
What do you wanna do?
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
I been out here way off for some days
Then this bitch came up and sat upon my face
Ate the pussy, I ain't ate in days
That bitch thick as peanut butter, what you want from me?
I know 'bout bitches out here, got your family saying grace
That bitch need to stay away, I don't fuck with ratchet bitches
Always need some fuckin' change
They be steady jocking on me, fuck up out my face
I'm an animal, ain't gon' settle 'till I'm dead
Bitch I'm off the Sprite and Hennessy
Go say a prayer
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Walk up out the house and get the fuck up in this car
I've been changing lanes, Givenchy bags
I fucked your fucking broad
Steal your chain, then I take the game
Pop up, hit your head, no respect
Chase a check
Go for ball or broke we finna get some bread
Nah'm fuckin' sayin'?
Think this is a lane
I pop the tires out from under you, those not bulletproof
I been this close so I'm telling you
Fuck up out this wave or catch this fade
I don't got time for not a one of you
What do you wanna do?
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
Gotta get these
Racks
Hold on
I been out here way off for some days
Then this bitch came up and sat upon my face
Ate the pussy, I ain't ate in days
That bitch thick as peanut butter, what you want from me?
I know 'bout bitches out here, got your family saying grace
That bitch need to stay away, I don't fuck with ratchet bitches
Always need some fuckin' change
They be steady jocking on me, fuck up out my face
I'm an animal, ain't gon' settle 'till I'm dead
Bitch I'm off the Sprite and Hennessy
Go say a prayer
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Writer(s): Dakota Mankle
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