Rack it up by Kaydo Da Beat Lyrics
Watch me
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up, Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
I'm taxing these niggas for flow, Damn
I'm taxing these niggas for flow Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up, Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
I'm taxing these niggas for flow, Damn
I'm taxing these niggas for flow Woah
Have you ever woke up , feeling like u about to go nuts , simming throat cuts, waiting on a bitch to show up, might pour up, like i put so gas in my cup, flames throw up
Dragon lit like fuck,im po'ed up, Big Moe lean in my guts ,Get slowed up, Michael watts dj chop them boys up, shit troll dust, when you see the clip in my truck
Big boulders many scales i crush
U told us, I don't remember , Ice Boulders, Jeweler is winter, I give her wood , You give her splinters, living is good, gеt rid of pretenders, watch mе got in her, mix it
No blender, shake it don't break it, in the backroom make it take it, lets face its basic got ya bitch naked, No racing I'm pacing the game is erasing the lane u was taking/
The heat that was blazing, U feeling forsaken, don't get it mistaken, kung fu with da patience, need for the chasing, i build like a mason, mo B's then da lakers, Lance
Steve with da breaking, we smoking Jamaican, you cannot partaking, you niggas be faking, my heater got platin, it came with no rating ,I call that bitch Satan, she ain't bout no
Dating, super 40 californacation, leave a niggas body fetal laid out on da pavement, young goons battle borg on the station, typhoon water flow situation/now everybody wanna
Splash drip mo, Feeling like a a titan when i clash these hoes, super Mario bro smash these hoes
Watch me
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up, Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
I'm taxing these niggas for flow, Damn
I'm taxing these niggas for flow Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up, Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
I'm taxing these niggas for flow, Damn
I'm taxing these niggas for flow Woah
Pull out the dick quick flash these hoes, dip in my tip like a mosquito, Shoot a rocket from da water torpedo, Giving out double shots cappuccino
Put a nigga i a circle nazeebo, Have a niggas placing bets no casino, Lil buddy eyes black like he a emo, My goons strap big Ego
Hot no Ragrock, Buss down Jackpot, Park Lane Stash spot, Burn slow crock pot, Still eating bread from the era of the crack rock ,Pull up short stop body
Getting zip lock, (Boy scout with bands tying slip knots),Having a nigga think its Gucci till we boycott, Heat rays coming from the AR causing sunspots, Lookin
At the body like looking at a inkblot, (Fe Fi Fo Fum), Big homie move dumb, we on dat mob shit, Pipe bombs tommy gun, (Shells make a mosh pit), T-rex betta run
Suplex slam shit, 2 techs betta guns, Bang on his chest quick, Sound like a belly drum , Heads ducking anywhere, Wonder where its coming from, Never act hesitant
Fight till that nigga done, Never one that pleasant shit, Talkin to u like my son, Young niggas tripping out chasing clout on da run, Got u missing out facetiming
With the one , Kill a plant burning wrap trees few degrees no fun , On ya knees begging plz all sleaz looking dumb/Never lookin dumb we looking up , Don't understand
Young nigga look it up, Heatwave on the stove Kaydo cooking up, Be brave for them hoes get ya soul token up
Watch me
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up, Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
I'm taxing these niggas for flow, Damn
I'm taxing these niggas for flow Woah
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Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up, Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
I'm taxing these niggas for flow, Damn
I'm taxing these niggas for flow Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up, Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
I'm taxing these niggas for flow, Damn
I'm taxing these niggas for flow Woah
Have you ever woke up , feeling like u about to go nuts , simming throat cuts, waiting on a bitch to show up, might pour up, like i put so gas in my cup, flames throw up
Dragon lit like fuck,im po'ed up, Big Moe lean in my guts ,Get slowed up, Michael watts dj chop them boys up, shit troll dust, when you see the clip in my truck
Big boulders many scales i crush
U told us, I don't remember , Ice Boulders, Jeweler is winter, I give her wood , You give her splinters, living is good, gеt rid of pretenders, watch mе got in her, mix it
No blender, shake it don't break it, in the backroom make it take it, lets face its basic got ya bitch naked, No racing I'm pacing the game is erasing the lane u was taking/
The heat that was blazing, U feeling forsaken, don't get it mistaken, kung fu with da patience, need for the chasing, i build like a mason, mo B's then da lakers, Lance
Steve with da breaking, we smoking Jamaican, you cannot partaking, you niggas be faking, my heater got platin, it came with no rating ,I call that bitch Satan, she ain't bout no
Dating, super 40 californacation, leave a niggas body fetal laid out on da pavement, young goons battle borg on the station, typhoon water flow situation/now everybody wanna
Splash drip mo, Feeling like a a titan when i clash these hoes, super Mario bro smash these hoes
Watch me
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up, Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
I'm taxing these niggas for flow, Damn
I'm taxing these niggas for flow Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up, Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
I'm taxing these niggas for flow, Damn
I'm taxing these niggas for flow Woah
Pull out the dick quick flash these hoes, dip in my tip like a mosquito, Shoot a rocket from da water torpedo, Giving out double shots cappuccino
Put a nigga i a circle nazeebo, Have a niggas placing bets no casino, Lil buddy eyes black like he a emo, My goons strap big Ego
Hot no Ragrock, Buss down Jackpot, Park Lane Stash spot, Burn slow crock pot, Still eating bread from the era of the crack rock ,Pull up short stop body
Getting zip lock, (Boy scout with bands tying slip knots),Having a nigga think its Gucci till we boycott, Heat rays coming from the AR causing sunspots, Lookin
At the body like looking at a inkblot, (Fe Fi Fo Fum), Big homie move dumb, we on dat mob shit, Pipe bombs tommy gun, (Shells make a mosh pit), T-rex betta run
Suplex slam shit, 2 techs betta guns, Bang on his chest quick, Sound like a belly drum , Heads ducking anywhere, Wonder where its coming from, Never act hesitant
Fight till that nigga done, Never one that pleasant shit, Talkin to u like my son, Young niggas tripping out chasing clout on da run, Got u missing out facetiming
With the one , Kill a plant burning wrap trees few degrees no fun , On ya knees begging plz all sleaz looking dumb/Never lookin dumb we looking up , Don't understand
Young nigga look it up, Heatwave on the stove Kaydo cooking up, Be brave for them hoes get ya soul token up
Watch me
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up, Woah
Rack it up, Rack it up, Rack it up Woah
I'm taxing these niggas for flow, Damn
I'm taxing these niggas for flow Woah
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