RACKS ON ME (part. LUAR LA L)
Whole lotta racks on me
Whole lotta racks on me
Whole lotta racks on you
Te pillo y te damos un brrr en la luz
Whole lotta racks on me
Whole lotta racks on me
Whole lotta glocks with me
Donde te pillemos prendemos los switch
Bitch I'm evil
Te mato y me llevo los kilos
That’s how I'm feeding my people
Money wayy you know the route
Vendo la droga you know what I'm about
De doble L a la sin arena
Salgo con Bestia el si que los truena
Con los 47 tu ganga da pena
Glizzy Walk en las Mason Margiela
He vendido tanto kilo en mi vida
Que hasta las vuelta se me olvidan
Murda gang las pistolas encima
Los G4 con los diablos en tarima
Mucho asesino mucho real nigga
El more lo compra si eso cocina
Step on your block finger on the trigger
La glizzy y los santos me cuidan
VVS right in your face
Los diablos en la disco gun on my waist
Un fuletaso del casco pa'l pecho bitch nigga go get a new chest
En la calle jugando ajedrez
Baking soda ponlo en el pyrex
La cadena de mi shooter la quiero en baguettes
En Lloren hay más palos que el team de los Mets
Tanto baguette en la muñeca que ya ni veo
Secuestré a to’ estos hijos de puta y los tengo de reo
Ya los maté a todos y ahora con quién guerreo
Hagan sus reuniones
Yo no pido verde pa’ bajarte el deo, no!
Money wayy las pacas hasta arriba
Glizzy gang siempre tengo una arriba
Murder scene las Glock están convertía
Se esconden de noche y los dejo de día
Un ski mask puesto
I'm smoking this gas ya parezco un puesto
Tengo to’ los shooter con los Drako en mano y con chalecos puestos
El flow muy fresh me dicen Mr. Clean
Al location que estoy no llegan con pin
AKA musulmanes Osama Bin
Llegó el bad boy a joderte el dream team
Bajé con Custom, flow Pippen y Jordan
Llegué a la disco cuidao’ con mi Jordans
Tantas balas el peine se desborda
Por más que gaste la funda se engorda
Cause I making money got me stackin’ up
Llegó el otro wood ma nigga light it up
Llegó otra L I'm gonna roll it up
Joden con la ganga I'm gonna blow them up, boom
Los palos con miras de militares
Quieren guerriar pero ellos nunca salen
You a bitch nigga
RACKS ON ME (feat. LUAR LA L)
Whole lotta stacks on me
Whole lotta stacks on me
Whole lotta stacks on you
I catch you and we hit you with a brrr in the light
Whole lotta stacks on me
Whole lotta stacks on me
Whole lotta glocks with me
Wherever we catch you, we turn on the switches
Bitch I'm evil
I kill you and take the kilos
That’s how I'm feeding my people
Money wayy you know the route
I sell drugs you know what I'm about
From double L to the sandless
I go out with Bestia, he really bangs them
With the 47 your gang looks pathetic
Glizzy Walk in the Mason Margiela
I've sold so many kilos in my life
That I even forget the turns
Murda gang guns on me
The G4 with the devils on stage
Many killers, many real niggas
The moro buys it if it cooks
Step on your block finger on the trigger
The glizzy and the saints take care of me
VVS right in your face
The devils in the club gun on my waist
A shot from the helmet to the chest bitch nigga go get a new chest
Playing chess in the street
Put baking soda in the pyrex
My shooter's chain I want it in baguettes
In Lloren there are more sticks than the Mets team
So many baguettes on my wrist that I can't even see
I kidnapped all these sons of bitches and have them as hostages
I killed them all and now who do I war with
Have your meetings
I don't ask for green to lower your finger, no!
Money wayy the bales stacked to the top
Glizzy gang I always have one up
Murder scene the Glocks are modified
They hide at night and I leave them in the day
A ski mask on
I'm smoking this gas I look like a stall
I have all the shooters with the Drako in hand and with vests on
The flow very fresh they call me Mr. Clean
They can't reach the location I'm at
AKA Muslims Osama Bin
The bad boy arrived to mess up your dream team
I came down with Custom, Pippen and Jordan flow
I arrived at the club watch out with my Jordans
So many bullets the clip overflows
No matter how much I spend the case gets fatter
Cause I making money got me stackin’ up
Another wood ma nigga light it up
Another L I'm gonna roll it up
They mess with the gang I'm gonna blow them up, boom
The sticks with military sights
They want war but they never come out
You a bitch nigga