Make It Home (feat. Rack1k)
K6 on the beat
Aye you know that
Shout out K6 I had this motherfucker in the vault you know
Yea
All the way to the East
From the Souf
Rack what's happenin
Louie what's happenin
Better watch him he'll go to the state on you
I don't eat cereal these niggas like to flake on you
Hop in the kia yea I had to put some bass on em
Say its your hood why can't you put your face on it (Yea)
You know the drake sing like trey songz
They me show the fake love like Faizon
Imma pop mine gotta make it home
Better watch him he'll go to the state on you
I don't eat cereal these niggas like to flake on you
Hop in the kia yea I had to put some bass on em
Say its your hood why can't you put your face on it (Yea)
You know the drake sing like trey songz
They me show the fake love like Faizon
Imma pop mine gotta make it home
Imma pop mine gotta make it home
Trying to give me top right now in da whip
Cause she know Big Rack can't take her home
Behind the tint they can't see me like Ray Charles
I can get the QP off the face card
I can see though the cap that you play hard
I got racks and racks on my bank card
Wit my shooter I call him the paint God
Only lessons and blessings I Thank God
Having stripes making hits just like A Rod
Hit Big cheese He pop out with that AR
Hit the gas imma drive like a race car
Dese Niggas be cap go ask takeoff
Shoot the stick its gone spread like a break out
Know we like 5 star steak but we gettin to the money so we gotta eat take out (Aye)
Better watch him he'll go to the state on you
I don't eat cereal these niggas like to flake on you
Hop in the kia yea I had to put some bass on em
Say its your hood why can't you put your face on it (Yea)
You know the drake sing like trey songz
They me show the fake love like Faizon
Imma pop mine gotta make it home (CKOO)
I was walkin around Washington Rd with nicks in my sock (Gehh what)
You can ask pops imma pop
Free body Tedo keep him a stick in the vault
He spoke on SF now they pulling out chalk
Hit en in the leg he don't know how to walk
Hit em in the mouth he don't know how to talk
Internet gangsta hit the street and got caught (Hit em)
Internet gangsta hit the street and got caught
Better watch him he'll go to the folks
Came a long way yea we had to have a toast (Feel good though)
It be your own people all these guns illegal
I had to make it home to see you
Aye you know that
Shout out K6 I had this motherfucker in the vault you know
Yea
All the way to the East
From the Souf
Rack what's happenin
Louie what's happenin
Better watch him he'll go to the state on you
I don't eat cereal these niggas like to flake on you
Hop in the kia yea I had to put some bass on em
Say its your hood why can't you put your face on it (Yea)
You know the drake sing like trey songz
They me show the fake love like Faizon
Imma pop mine gotta make it home
Better watch him he'll go to the state on you
I don't eat cereal these niggas like to flake on you
Hop in the kia yea I had to put some bass on em
Say its your hood why can't you put your face on it (Yea)
You know the drake sing like trey songz
They me show the fake love like Faizon
Imma pop mine gotta make it home
Imma pop mine gotta make it home
Trying to give me top right now in da whip
Cause she know Big Rack can't take her home
Behind the tint they can't see me like Ray Charles
I can get the QP off the face card
I can see though the cap that you play hard
I got racks and racks on my bank card
Wit my shooter I call him the paint God
Only lessons and blessings I Thank God
Having stripes making hits just like A Rod
Hit Big cheese He pop out with that AR
Hit the gas imma drive like a race car
Dese Niggas be cap go ask takeoff
Shoot the stick its gone spread like a break out
Know we like 5 star steak but we gettin to the money so we gotta eat take out (Aye)
Better watch him he'll go to the state on you
I don't eat cereal these niggas like to flake on you
Hop in the kia yea I had to put some bass on em
Say its your hood why can't you put your face on it (Yea)
You know the drake sing like trey songz
They me show the fake love like Faizon
Imma pop mine gotta make it home (CKOO)
I was walkin around Washington Rd with nicks in my sock (Gehh what)
You can ask pops imma pop
Free body Tedo keep him a stick in the vault
He spoke on SF now they pulling out chalk
Hit en in the leg he don't know how to walk
Hit em in the mouth he don't know how to talk
Internet gangsta hit the street and got caught (Hit em)
Internet gangsta hit the street and got caught
Better watch him he'll go to the folks
Came a long way yea we had to have a toast (Feel good though)
It be your own people all these guns illegal
I had to make it home to see you
Credits
Writer(s): Jamal Mincey
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