Count Rackula

Big ol stick, bipod that's a kickstand
Said he wanted smoke, my nigga how much can you withstand
I'm a connoisseur, when it come down to them big bands
I'm a dinosaur when it's time to get the stepping
Smooth lethal weapon, I'm equipped with the Mel and Dany
Unc at the door, it's some fish scale right up on that candy
Grimm shit on my hip, if I squeeze it's a bill and Mandy
When it come to tools, I'm equipped keep that shit in handy
Meet me at the pantry, need them backends for the next play
When I said I need my bands lil nigga not the next day
Wrist had hit the bowl, Unc said it taste like granny parfait
Numbers going up like I had hit a 12 way parlay

Need some shit on credit? better expedite it back
Try to get me for my funds, I get it like I'm Drac
Talking bout tomorrow, but I know he speaking cap
When it come to paper, I'm a racer for them racks

I was in that water swimming wit the sharks and the octopus
I was in her water when she said inside my esophagus
8 figure body and her cakes like a hippopotamus
Cosmetologist? I done turn her to a botanist
Thought he had the one, up how you came to that hypothesis?
Knocked em out the park he tried to get me wit some counterfeit
Thought I wouldn't know, but nigga I be on all kind of shit
Seen him in her comments, turn lil momma to my robbing bitch
When it come to war lil nigga, let's start an apocalypse
Ultra fuckin villain swinging, thru your whole metropolis
White boy he a sniper, hit them shots like he stotjakovic
He wanna be a star I send that boy off in a rocket ship

Need some shit on credit? better expedite it back
Try to get me for my funds, I get it like I'm Drac
Talking bout tomorrow, but I know he speaking cap
When it come to paper, I'm a racer for them racks



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