Marrgielaa - Real Racks 3 lyrics

Aye man
I know all y'all niggas be talkin' but like
(Yuh)
Bruh, y'all niggas ain't gon' do shit
And that's on God (Pussy ass nigga)
Bitch, yuh all y'all pussy as fuck
(Maajins,  what the fuck goin' on)

Bitch,  I been up countin' bands
Kick in yo' trap and I shoot yo' mans
Sticked up, told him put up his hands
I seen yo' mans, nigga, then he ran
I'm off a perc and I'm off a Xan
I fuck yo' bitch, nigga, she a fan
I hit a jugg, nigga, for the band
New pack in and it's contraband
I go to war like Afghanistan
Run in yo' home, run into yo' land
Kill him and put his body in the sand
Pull up on deep, nigga, in the van
Bitch, I'm so high, nigga, I can't land
I get so high when I'm off the Xans
I get so high when I'm off the coke
Niggas be down bad and they broke
(Now it's sad, cause like now
All y'all niggas fuckin' broke, Like)
Broke ass niggas

Stop cappin', boy, you don't got racks
Stick on me, and it make him get back
Run up on me, I turn you to a pack
Glock on my side, no I never lack
Fuck yo' bitch and you won't get her back
What's at yo' head? Nigga, it's a rack
Call up the troops and they gon' attack
P-p-pull up and and I shoot up the stack
Kankan that bitch cause she is a gnat
Talk all that talk, man, I know he a rat
I'm wit' my slimes, nigga
I'm wit my slatt
Shoutout Maajins, that's my day one bro
Nigga mad I took his day one hoe
Get the pack, move that shit on the low
Get racks, put that shit on yo dome
Sticked up when I run in yo' home
I'm in the trap and I
Can't pick up the telephone
I'm off the lean, nigga, fuck an edible
I'm in the lab, nigga, mix the chemicals
Niggas be hoes, niggas be so federal
I get the green, nigga, like a vegetable
I kick in yo' trap and
This shit gettin' tragic
Yo run up on me, leave yo' ass in the casket
Hit a nigga, chop him up with a ratchet
This ain't a movie but I want the action
I'm sippin' drank, nigga, it's relaxing
You want a feat, nigga, well I'm taxing
Gg/void but it ain't no packing
I'm in the trap and I got the pack in
I'm in the trap and I got the racks in
Whip out the stick cause I
Heard that he flaggin'
If I want him dead, I'ma make it happen
Come to yo' block, and I caught yo lackin'
Come to your block and I gunned you down
Shoot up his trap, nigga, get down
When I was down, niggas weren't around
But now they all wanna be
Cool cause I'm up now, Bitch
(Fake ass niggas) i walked in with a gun
One shot hit a nigga, now he done
If I see bullets, you know I'ma run
I got the block hotter than the sun
I move the weight, nigga, move the ton
(Bitch)