Me by Racerr Lyrics
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(Whoa)
Iโm with vein thatโs my twin (my twin)
Gettin racks nigga dividends
We fuckin on bad hoes (on bad hoes)
And we Smokin on good dope (on good dope)
Peace sign with the two doors (zoom)
Got a bad bitch she from Paris (whoa)
Keep a stick like Casey Harris (bop)
And they all the same to me
Niggas be fu they lame to me
Got a bitch on my Dick she insane for me
Givin brain to me
Do her thing for me (whoa)
Why would I fight if I keep a stick (bop)
Me and vein nigga shootin shit (bop) (bop)
(Whoa)
๐๐๐ฎ๐๐๐๐ฃ
I walk up with 100s and 50s they all in my bag that nigga keep talking on gang we gone empty the mag swear to god all these niggas some clones they tryna copy thะต swag and that nigga keep talking that shit how bout you get your bitch back hop in a rarri go vroom we gonna sweep on your block like a broom hะต keep on talking on gang thatโs his doom promise on gang we gone make it real soon man I just scored on a pint and I poured it he keep on talking then show it AR 15 and I blowed it we empty the clip and reload it
๐๐ค๐ค๐
(Whoa)
Iโm with vein thatโs my twin (my twin)
Gettin racks nigga dividends
We fuckin on bad hoes (on bad hoes)
And we Smokin on good dope (on good dope)
Peace sign with the two doors (zoom)
Got a bad bitch she from Paris (whoa)
Keep a stick like Casey Harris (bop)
And they all the same to me
Niggas be fu they lame to me
Got a bitch on my Dick she insane for me
Givin brain to me
Do her thing for me (whoa)
Why would I fight if I keep a stick (bop)
Me and vein nigga shootin shit (bop) (bop)
(Whoa)
๐๐๐๐๐ง๐ง
You canโt relate (no)
You know nothing (nothing)
This pain nigga got me clutchin (pow)
Smokin cherry pie Smokin pumpkin (whoa)
Iโm in LA yeah Iโm swerving (zoom)
On the block nigga Kendrick Perkins (whoa)
Like yeat nigga money twerkin (yee)
And I got hoes on me
Big bank got rolls on me
Twin turbo coupe on me (zoom)
Youโll lose yo bitch on me (ha)
Your hoe on go (on go)
She tryin blow a nigga up while I roll (whoa)
Me and vein nigga pour a foh (lean)
We get bands nigga thatโs fasho
(Whoa)
Iโm with vein thatโs my twin (my twin)
Gettin racks nigga dividends
We fuckin on bad hoes (on bad hoes)
And we Smokin on good dope (on good dope)
Peace sign with the two doors (zoom)
Got a bad bitch she from Paris (whoa)
Keep a stick like Casey Harris (bop)
And they all the same to me
Niggas be fu they lame to me
Got a bitch on my Dick she insane for me
Givin brain to me
Do her thing for me (whoa)
Why would I fight if I keep a stick (bop)
Me and vein nigga shootin shit (bop) (bop)
(Whoa)
๐๐๐ฎ๐๐๐๐ฃ
I walk up with 100s and 50s they all in my bag that nigga keep talking on gang we gone empty the mag swear to god all these niggas some clones they tryna copy thะต swag and that nigga keep talking that shit how bout you get your bitch back hop in a rarri go vroom we gonna sweep on your block like a broom hะต keep on talking on gang thatโs his doom promise on gang we gone make it real soon man I just scored on a pint and I poured it he keep on talking then show it AR 15 and I blowed it we empty the clip and reload it
๐๐ค๐ค๐
(Whoa)
Iโm with vein thatโs my twin (my twin)
Gettin racks nigga dividends
We fuckin on bad hoes (on bad hoes)
And we Smokin on good dope (on good dope)
Peace sign with the two doors (zoom)
Got a bad bitch she from Paris (whoa)
Keep a stick like Casey Harris (bop)
And they all the same to me
Niggas be fu they lame to me
Got a bitch on my Dick she insane for me
Givin brain to me
Do her thing for me (whoa)
Why would I fight if I keep a stick (bop)
Me and vein nigga shootin shit (bop) (bop)
(Whoa)
๐๐๐๐๐ง๐ง
You canโt relate (no)
You know nothing (nothing)
This pain nigga got me clutchin (pow)
Smokin cherry pie Smokin pumpkin (whoa)
Iโm in LA yeah Iโm swerving (zoom)
On the block nigga Kendrick Perkins (whoa)
Like yeat nigga money twerkin (yee)
And I got hoes on me
Big bank got rolls on me
Twin turbo coupe on me (zoom)
Youโll lose yo bitch on me (ha)
Your hoe on go (on go)
She tryin blow a nigga up while I roll (whoa)
Me and vein nigga pour a foh (lean)
We get bands nigga thatโs fasho