Tax

Racks
Facts
Pull up on me
Tax
All black on mags
Whole flow need wax
360 With the wrist
Diamonds dancin on me
lookin like a flash
Broke niggas no cash
Let me jus do the dash

Meditatin
I be trippin on sum
Medication
Bow bow
Violetin
All these niggas they be violetin
Bow bow
Im on a mission
Get all the guala fuck the visions
Chillin wih si xiazi in the studio
Kamikaze wih the center of the studio

Muh fuckers wanna fuck wimma dripp dawg
I aint gotta say alot
Im the shit
We done came from the south itss lit
I done made all this money from beats
Bow bow
Money longer that a school bus
Shit
Dripping water now i feel like im fiji.

Night out w the boys
We stepping out the crib at 11:45
She said she liked my voice
Your boyfriend calling when you sittin in my ride
She hanged up quite annoyed
That pussy I destroyed
Hop out the whip and she pull up the zip
She tell me I'm the boy (BOW)

Most of these rappers that flex about fame
I don't got the time to be flexing in the game
Put me in Connors they told me i'm lame
I told em you'll never be close to my lane
Most of these rappers they sounding the same
Man i aint tryna cap i'm the greatest today
Coping my flows and selling they souls
Thinking that they made it but really they Aint

Racks
Facts
Pull up on me
Tax
All black on mags
Whole flow need wax
360 With the wrist
Diamonds dancin on me
lookin like a flash
Broke niggas no cash
Let me jus do the dash

Racks
Facts
Pull up on me
Tax
All black on mags
Whole flow need wax
360 With the wrist
Diamonds dancin on me
lookin like a flash
Broke niggas no cash
Let me jus do the dash

Racks
Facts
Pull up on me
Tax
All black on mags
Whole flow need wax
360 with the wrist
Diamonds dancin on me
lookin like a flash
Broke niggas no cash
Let me jus do the dash

Nothing to say
Cuz Le homie told me get it my own way
I can get it if you get outta my way
Cuz the mandem handle you like a buffet

Oh shit... let me go

All of my niggas the shit
Keep it a buck with a bitch
I don't care about the style

The shit that I've seen is the shit in the jungle cuz it's kinda wild
I'm in the set (Huh shit)
Alright bet (Huh shit)
Feeling cosy like a bed but I don't rest

With my niggas I don't fuck around with that
Don't need a stick but I got homies that are quick to get you wept
Grrr bow

All my niggas get a shout
Ye we grew up in the wild
Come in the city and still hungry like a lion when I growl BOW



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Writer(s): Panashe Mrewa
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