Bloodhounds - Rack It Up lyrics

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Bloodhounds i miss you angel

Chilling with the Bloodhounds
I can never stop now
Bitch, I rack it up, we can't go out sad now
Yeah we going up, smoking on this loud now
I can't give a fuck
I'm getting money they like how
Chilling with the Bloodhounds
I can never stop now
Bitch, I rack it up, we can't go out sad now
Yeah we going up, smoking on this loud now
I can't give a fuck
I'm getting money they like how
You're not with the hounds
You can get out of my face
Money coming in fast, gotta get it, andale
I can never fold, no, I will never break
You, don't know if it's safe
Yeah, there's smoke, I really know us
Remember when they chose up?
Keep a rubber band bankroll
'cause my money never fold up
Big dog, off the chain, yeah
I swear they can't control us
Feel like an angel in the sky
With the heart of a soldier

They always talk funny
'til we take their top off
They talking shit on the gang
'til we pop off
You ain't real rookies, yeah
They motherfucking knock offs
What's your zone, yeah
You might fucking fall off
Getting to the bag
I'm a motherfucking soldier
You a little baby, wah, wah
Get your stroller
I feel a lot of shit as I grow older
Running with the hounds
There's no motherfucking closure

Walk around like a soldier
M-Moncler when it's colder
He got blood on his shoulder
Put your cash in a folder
You cried two times, this the third time
On a gray sky, it's too late, bye
In my eighth life
I took two lines, on my third line
On a good night, it's my fate, bye
In my eighth life do you hide from me?
I can barely see what do you want from me?
Yeah, I hid the key you will never be
That's a guarantee you is so petite
You cannot be me
Her heart, yeah, it jumpstart
That's the worst part
Birthmark, on your birthmark
You'll never part
It's like I'm the worst shock
Caught you off guard bad cards, you high
I'm flushing with my red cards

Bitch, you getting slobbed, in the cut
No discussion
Nursing on my bros, like a mother
Just for fun shit
Bloodhounds with the medical
We mixing at the function
Never chasing 'til I get a bag
Now I'm fucking got a couple brothers
So I'm never turning over
If she wanna switch up on me now
Then I'ma coach her
Stepping out the whip, but I don't drive
I've got a Chauffeur
I don't aim for cuticles
You give the cold shoulder

I can't feel i'm off eight pills
Riding with the Bloodhounds in a chaser
I won't chase her you're a faker
One more Oxy
I might fuck around and meet my maker
Yeah, I'ma fuck it right up
I'm a hound, you're a pup
Stacking racks in the duff'
Ran off, think I've had enough
We gon' be off pack, got me like a Rugrat
I think that they mad 'cause
They calling me a scumbag
Beef over a screen
So you think that you're a tough man
Got my own style
Stop tryna steal from my sauce pan
Foot on they neck, for the
Times I was depressed, aye
Know that I'm a fuckup, but
I'ma try my best, though
Say you love my songs
But you only heard Shiloh
You ain't getting in the
Bloodhounds live show

You don't know my pain, yeah
You don't know my story
You is just a lame, yeah
All you do is bore me
Told her with your name when
I'm fucking on your shorty
Keep saying that I've changed
But I'm still just the old me
Bloodhounds, yeah, we going up
Know you wanna rip the name
You not one of us
My old homies switching lanes
Don't know who to trust
Goth bitch got bangs, I might fall in love

, bitch, I'm star-born
Face first, it's the claymore
Shark strap, bloodhound in the game
Picking up cheat codes
Stars play dead as we do
We tap that force comin' up
Gazing at the sky
I'm looking for a high ground it's
All up in your eyes the moon will bloom
Stuck in a trance, residue from your perfume

Chilling with the Bloodhounds
I can never stop now
Bitch, I rack it up, we can't go out sad now
Yeah we going up, smoking on this loud now
I can't give a fuck
I'm getting money they like how
Chilling with the Bloodhounds
I can never stop now
Bitch, I rack it up, we can't go out sad now
Yeah we going up, smoking on this loud now
I can't give a fuck
I'm getting money they like how

I don't gotta say a word, they still know me
Popped out with the whole crew
I'm with the Bloodhounds
Every time I switch up, they steady copy now
Let's compare bank accounts
You can't top it now
Rack it up in the bank
I'm steady stacking guap
Why your bitch up in my DM
Talking "what's up"?
Thumbing through a fucking stack, yeah
It gave me cuts
Scars on my hands, steady racking too much

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