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Brand New Racks by Thirty6Kealo Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

Exotic reefa inside this joint I’m politicking bout some stocks
I been grinding getting paper thats the reason I haven’t drop
Frozen fruit inside my blender, I stay healthy on a bop
Drippin on em when I leave the venue they going need a mop
We don’t do the drama, we embrace our ppl and get guap
Tired of the senseless killing nigga that shxt need to stop
I don’t do this shxt for likes, I’m tryna make it to the top
Made some brand new racks today and I ain't do it on a block



Told my nigga I love em and that’s forever that’s we likе brothers nigga
Come and get a fеature nigga you know that my flow is sicker
Ain’t no Kunta Kinte but these bitches know that I’m that nigga
Labels calling me they know I’m harder than armadillo
Chasing all these bags, I’m tryna ball just like I’m Tommy Pickles
I really got more bars than a cell and I ain’t talkin sickle
I knew I was goin make it, I tried to tell them folks when I was little
We was low class watch I take my ppl way above the middle
That’s the shxt we callin gangsta not the niggas who killin niggas
Watchin videos of Derrick grace it got me thinking different
Moving different, imma keep it short if we ain’t talkin business
Wanna cop a roley but imma wait till all my ppl winnin
I’m nothing like these other rappers
Promise imma own my masters
Mama raise me on her own, so hell yea imma fuckin bastard
Use to lie to me about her age, I guess she was embarrassed
Look at what you made,I’m self made, Imma get this cheddar

Exotic reefa inside this joint I’m politicking bout some stocks
I been grinding getting paper thats the reason I haven’t drop
Frozen fruit inside my blender, I stay healthy on a bop
Drippin on em when I leave the venue they going need a mop
We don’t do the drama, we embrace our ppl and get guap
Tired of the senseless killing nigga that shxt need to stop
I don’t do this shxt for likes, I’m tryna make it to the top
Made some brand new racks today and I ain't do it on a block


No this not that trap music
This that get it stack music
This the type of shit you turn up when you countin racks to it
If you ever fall down nigga get up and get back to it
Always play the game smart my nigga never act stupid
He got on designer but his mama still fuck up out here
I be poppin champagne nigga, hell no I don’t pop them pills
Coolin with my nigga silk cuz he the type to keep it real
And my nigga Black with me, we rollin up getting high as hell
Imma real player
I got hoes asking me if they going see me later
I don’t know lil baby
I’m really tryna get some paper
In the studio I’m stuffing weed inside
These papers
White tee on a nigga always match these flavas
Stayin healthy on a hoe I cannot eat no pork
To get inside in this game I had to build my own door
Use to have them thoughts like what I’m doing this shit for
Then remember I gotta take my family to the top floor