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Rackades (FTW) (feat. Sr.Roc, BandGang Bino & Fvce) lyrics

Performer Elijah Pierce

Rackades (FTW) (feat. Sr.Roc, BandGang Bino & Fvce) song lyrics by Elijah Pierce official

Rackades (FTW) (feat. Sr.Roc, BandGang Bino & Fvce) is a song in English

Fuck the world, how I'm feelin today (slit, slit)
Fuck the world, how I'm feelin today (slit, slit)
Fuck the world, how I'm feelin today (slit, slit)
Fuck the world, how I'm feelin today (slit, slit)
Need the Rackades
All them Rackades
Money callin, money stalking
Bitch i'm too paid
Need that backend
If you owe me you gone back pay
Never back track
Keep steppin like it's Theta Nu
All about my cake
Put it on her face like i'm Blueface
Blue faces on her ass
Bet she gone shake
If I fuck
Only cause she lucky
I don't pay to play
Racks out
I might crash out
If you touch mine
On gvng
Let that K' spray
Turn to Columbine
On ya ass nigga
We can shoot the one or pull triggers
It's yo choice nigga
How you wanna die?
It's yo call
I'm here to deliver
You won't be remembered
Big wolf
WXXXLF
The hunt is on
Calling all my hitters
Feeling like the man
"Money Making Mitchell"
Ima beast
Eating on this beat
Nigga don't need utensils
On go to kill
Do it for thrills
Bitch I'm him fr
I can't stop till I'm raking in about 100 mill
Fuck the world, how I'm feelin today (slit, slit)
Fuck the world, how I'm feelin today (slit, slit)
Fuck the world, how I'm feelin today (slit, slit)
Fuck the world, how I'm feelin today (slit, slit)
Fuck it, how I feel
It's no chill, be foreal
Would you kill? Would you steal?
Meet the devil make a deal?
Got high for low like it's a steal
Just copped a pint and bust a seal
I don't like drugs like how they feel
Grabba bite it made a kill
She like Percs and how they feel
Try to play get popped like pill
She said i'm sturdy and i'm ill
Look like a wolf out in the field
No I can't jump the broom and kneel
Cuffin hoes will get you killed (What?)
She like how the addy make her feel for the day
Pull up in a white on white whip look like ye'
Fuck the world
How i'm feeling today
I jumped off the porch like where the paper I need dollars hoe
Dog nigga, I don't want shit but oce around my collar though
Gang shit, who u came with?
Get yo gang lynched
Came lit
My shooters can't miss, Calvin Cambridge
Start it up with no key can't be low key look how my diamonds hit
Amazon in my sheets I flew her out next day I prime the bitch
Drippin her in Chanel naw this ain't coach but I might sign this bitch
Niggas wolf on the gram like I won't whoop u like Elijah Pierce on gang
Fuck the world
How i'm feeling today
Say he moving weight
I know that boy not pushing P
Top tier pretty bitch got long hair
That bitch got pretty feet (ooh)
Walk inside my mind this shit is dark but somehow still unique
Wolves creep through the night
Might get yo ass the hunt is too elite
Shit be getting flamed let's spice it up
Ain't talking Texas Pete
Choppa knock them fake ass diamonds out your mouth like dentistry
Hit that lil bih from the back make her say ugh like Master P
Walk outside the house with that new drip bitch i'm a masterpiece nigga
Fuck the world, how I'm feelin today
Fuck the world, how I'm feelin today
Fuck the world, how I'm feelin today
Fuck the world, how I'm feelin today
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Writer: Elijah Pierce
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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