- Weiland rack on me 歌詞
- hella sketchy Weiland
- Intro: Hella Sketchy]
I just like the sound...
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Chorus: Hella Sketchy]
Ridin round with a rack on me, lil b* *ch
And I got the pack on me, take a whiff
S2K, pull up, give your b**ch a lift
Stick up with a scope, empty out the full clip
You say thats your b**ch, well, I think that you are wrong
Why she sendin pics, nothin on, just a thong
F*ck everybody f*ckin with me to get on
Ten band lick, hit the juug and then Im gone
Verse 1: Hella Sketchy]
Lately Ive been feelin so alone
But I cant complain cause Ive been runnin up the dough
Pop another perc and now it got me movin slow
I can never switch up on my gang, yeah, you should know
B**ch, Im in a HazMat, tell me where the gas at
Imma get the cash back, shawty , you can grab that
B**ch, leave me lone, Imma do this by myself
Made it where Im at and I did it with no help
Failure was never an option for me
God on my side, Im a boss with the team
Dress to impress, yeah, Im only seventeen
Couldnt wait to count up all this motherf*ckin green
Chorus: Hella Sketchy]
Ridin round with a rack on me, lil b**ch
And I got the pack on me, take a whiff
S2K, pull up, give your b**ch a lift
Stick up with a scope, empty out the full clip
You say thats your b**ch, well, I think that you are wrong
Why she sendin pics, nothin on, just a thong
F*ck everybody f*ckin with me to get on
Ten band lick, hit the juug and then Im gone
Verse 2: Weiland]
And I got the racks on me, lil b**ch
Pull up to the club, see his b**ch takin pics
Glocky got a beam and it got a pair of tits
VVS my neck, Chrome Hearts on my wrist
Play this for your b**ch , yeah, its her favorite song
I dont want no sex, no, only want the dome
No new phone calls, got a new phone
In love with my .40, yeah, in love with the chrome
Tryna put my momma in a brand new home
Cannot trust a soul so I gotta move alone
Only smoke exotic, never smokin homegrown
And I got the racks on me, lil b** ch
And I got a Glock on me, take a pic
And I got the racks on me
And I got the racks on me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Chorus: Hella Sketchy]
Ridin round with a rack on me, lil b**ch
And I got the pack on me, take a whiff
S2K, pull up, give your b**ch a lift
Stick up with a scope, empty out the full clip
You say thats your b**ch, well, I think that you are wrong
Why she sendin pics, nothin on, just a thong
F*ck everybody f*ckin with me to get on
Ten band lick, hit the juug and then Im gone
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