Get Dem Rackz

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J Neat - Rap, Drill

Get Dem Rackz

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[Verse 1] Grrrt Fuck your friend, he already dead Most of them niggas got hit in the head Cro' caught a body, then he got dreads Niggas sitting down and working with feds I'm in the trap and whippin' again We on your block spinnin' again We hit his top, we did it again Ahh, ahh, we did it again Cro' leave him twitchin' right now I'm on the block with the pipes out If you don't shoot can't hang 'round Free cro' locked in chain gang Like Chief Keef make bang, bang .40 make a nigga do the nae nae Like Xbox, we don't play games We get up close that's mayday Fuck all my opps, it's either them Only headshots we ain't playing fair Diamonds they dance chandеlier I could see a real nigga in the mirror I lost my cro' I shеd a tear How you say you ride, and you never there? None of these niggas I ever fear You know I rise it anywhere [Chorus] Get them racks, get that green I was trappin' serving fiends You won't shoot you gon' freeze Up that blick, now he deceased I don't trust I keep my blick Only dirty when I sip Dior kicks, Amiri fit Make her choose up on the drip Get them racks, get that green I was trappin' serving fiends You won't shoot you gon' freeze Up that blick, now he deceased I don't trust I keep my blick Only dirty when I sip Dior kicks, Amiri fit Make her choose up on the drip [Verse 2] They be spinnin' they can't find 'em All these diamonds change the climate I just fuck her I don't mind it You want smoke then you get minused Where's your chain I heard you can't find it Them niggas thought that we pull up 'em and shoot 'em and pop 'em Aw, we are the hardest regardless How you tryna fuck with me? Back then you didn't fuck with me I turn two-three I'ma be what I'm suppose to be, aye I keep a stick on me Ball play for a hockey team Foreign whip made to speed Big racks I'm in different league [Bridge] Get them racks, get that green I was trappin' serving fiends You won't shoot you gon' freeze Up that blick, now he deceased I don't trust I keep my blick Only dirty when I sip Dior kicks, Amiri fit Make her choose up on the drip [Chorus] Get them racks, get that green I was trappin' serving fiends You won't shoot you gon' freeze Up that blick, now he deceased I don't trust I keep my blick Only dirty when I sip Dior kicks, Amiri fit Make her choose up on the drip Get them racks, get that green I was trappin' serving fiends You won't shoot you gon' freeze Up that blick, now he deceased I don't trust I keep my blick Only dirty when I sip Dior kicks, Amiri fit Make her choose up on the drip

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  • J Neat