Chief Keef - Racks Stuffed Inna Couch lyrics
Chief Keef [Keith Farrelle Cozart] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Chief Keef - Racks Stuffed Inna Couch lyrics]
Phew, wooh, phew, wooh (GBE baby)
Phew, wooh (Fifth Gang, baby)
Phew, wooh, phew, wooh, phew, wooh
(Sit Gang, baby, Linen Gang
Baby, Get It Gang, baby)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ayy, Young Malcolm)
Six hundred a ounce
(Ayy) , forty my waist (My waist)
Say two words
(Two words) , four to your face (Po, po)
Stitch his lips up
(Ayy) , what did he say? (What he say?)
I got moves to bust
(Bang, bang) , money to make (Bang, bang)
Got his ass baked
(Ayy) , I was in the late (Dududuh)
Put a quarter mill'
(Skrrt) , pussy in the hate (Bitch)
I was goin' state
(Skrrt) , state to state (State)
Feet on the gas
(Ahh) , takin' no break (Ayy, Young Malcolm)
Hangin' out the window
(Gang) , throwin' my set (Gang)
Stick made him lose weight
(Bang) , Jenny Craig (Bang)
Tell my opps, "What up though?"
Tell 'em drop dead (Bang)
Tell 'em all, "Suck a dick"
(Bang) , that's what I said (Bang, bang)
Put a chеck on his head (Bang, bang)
How much am I payin'?
(Bang, ayy, bang, ayy, bang, ayy)
Put a check on his head
And it got six digit's
(Bang, bang, ayy, gang, ayy, bang, ayy
Bang, ayy, ayy, bang bang, ayy)
Six digit's (Ayy, ayy, ayy, bang bang)
I takе my whole fuckin' hit in a minute
(Bang, bang, bang)
Pull up in that car, actin' crazy
Leave you sittin' in it
(Bang, ayy, ayy, bang bang, ayy)
I can buy a Bustdown Rollie every minute
(Bang bang, dududuh)
Nigga, point me to your block
I send my shorties to tour (Bang)
He a star player, he send shots
Shorty gon' score (Dududuh)
My lil' cousins just got caught with
A switch in the 'Raq (Ahh, bang bang)
Your chest up, I got some shit
Put you on your back (Bang, bang, bang)
Give a fuck what they got, I got that sack
(Bang)
He was sneak dissin' Sosa, it got him whack'
(Ftftft, beep, beep, beep, beep, dududuh)
Boy, ya on thin ice, that shit might crack
(Beep, beep, bang)
All I know spend that sack
And get it right back (Beep, beep, bang)
RIP Tray Savage, get hit with the MAC
(Bang, Tray Savage)
I broke lil baby's heart
Please see if she's intact (Ayy, ayy)
Lamborghini, Hellcat, might see the back
(Skrrt)
Red Eye, scat pack, might see the Track'
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You ain't talkin' about the green
I'll fade to black (Huh?)
Since when I get white money
(Ayy) and bitch, I'm black (Sos' baby
GBE baby)
Gang stupid T'd up but we don't do crack
(Glo Gang) foenem in the trap, trappin'
Might slip you a pack
(Sit Gang, Get It Gang, Linen Gang)
You all worried about these hoes
Go flip you a pack (Ayy, ayy, gang, gang)
You been up poppin' addies, go getchu a nap
(Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?)
Runnin' up on the gang make
Yo' ass take a nap
You can give motherfucka a mile and
They gon' take a lap (Bang)
I got a Tommy gun in my lap (Bang, bang)
Glory Boyz was made in the trap (Ayy, bang)
You be sneak dissin' and be on my dick
(Bang, bang)
Keep your fit, we want your fitted cap
(Bang, ayy)
Wrap his ass up in some Reynolds Wrap
(Bang bang)
Sippin' turtle, bitch, I'm finna snap (Bang)
Ayy bro, mute the beat, I'm finna clap (Bang)
We got pig guns, nigga, crap (Bang, ayy)
Bah, bah, bah, can you crouch? (Huh?)
I got racks stuffed in the couch (Ayy, ayy)
I be in less shit in the house
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I get it animal style, In N Out
(Bang, bang, bang)
My mind be in the air like a blimp
(Bang, bang)
Tie ya shoes, bitch, 'cause I’m a trip
(Bang, bang)
I like hideout, bitch, don't give me lip
(Bang, bang)
'Bout that paper, we gon' let it rip (Bang)
You a dick suckin', dick holder
Hit your lips (Bang)
Choppa shakin' out my hand, had to get a grip
(Bang)
It's the ass for me, baby, it's the hips
(Huh?) she like, "Smile for me, Daddy"
Like I'm Big Gipp (Cheese)