Burna Bandz - Wlatt lyrics

I got racks on racks trap runnin' like track
We so wlatt get turned to a pack
Kick on da glizzy Liu Kang
She coming back boomerang
Give me the money take da fame
Keep it a hundred remain da same
Remain da same
Crime pays better be ready for
Dat price you gotta pay
All dis fast money it amaze her
You know I'm a risk taker
I can't fold up at da table
I can't fold up at da table

Told my junkies don't wake da neighbors
Kickin' yo spot we invadin'
All my drip is foreign made
And we get the money no debate
Switch on the glizzy choose yo' fate
Turn him a hindu beam his face
Shifts in the trap fuck minimum wage
Packs coming in from Bangladesh racks on me
Ridin AMG with a trunk full of keys
Just stained a Pl-U-G and we so wlatt
Yellow tape the scene uh
Free Timmy D everytime we pop out man you
Know we rollin' deep
City gettin' hot or I'm just
Coolin' with my heat
Hit da show and rock out get
Dat bag and den we leave
Thank God for my team
Swear to God I love my team
If you don't go hard den you don't eat
Bro niggas make my stomach weak
Why niggas hatin' in the street, uh?
Only thing I'm ducking is D's
And I ain't taking no pleads

I got racks on racks trap runnin' like track
We so wlatt get turned to a pack
Kick on da glizzy Liu Kang
She coming back boomerang
Give me the money take da fame
Keep it a hundred remain da same
Remain da same
Crime pays better be ready for
Dat price you gotta pay
All dis fast money it amaze her
You know I'm a risk taker
I can't fold up at da table
I can't fold up at da table

In da bando no cable tryna get da bag stable
I can't do dirt wit' dese niggas
Man dese niggas turned J-Lo
My amigo he 'bout pesos
And my Wassas give out halos
Hit his melon it's a bagel
Big drizzy dat's da draco
All my VVS appraisal
Pourin' syrup this ain't maple
Niggas softer den some play dough
Press a nigga like a staple
Pretty face she give me a pretty facial
Can't remember her name fuck it
I'ma call her Rachel trap runnin' Hussein
Trap goin' insane
You can lose your brain if a nigga
Wanna act like he got no brain
We from the North, the Jane
Walk up put him on a plane
Double C all on my feet
Cartier all on my frame

I got racks on racks trap runnin' like track
We so wlatt get turned to a pack
Kick on da glizzy Liu Kang
She coming back boomerang
Give me the money take da fame
Keep it a hundred remain da same
Remain da same
Crime pays better be ready for
Dat price you gotta pay
All dis fast money it amaze her
You know I'm a risk taker
I can't fold up at da table
I can't fold up at da table