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BakkHouseVillains - Lackin Lyrics




Pulled up to the red light, I just seen my opps
Send shots, now it's fed time, them hollows hit his top
Ran it up with some real hittas, stood ten toes on the block
Smokey got that dirty stick and Menace hold the chop

Lackin' in the crib, that's the best way to get popped
Lackin', lackin', every time the opps lackin', lackin
Runnin' up with the ratchet, blastin
All my opps be cappin', they cappin

All my opps be lackin', they lackin
Every time the opps lackin', lackin
Runnin' up with the ratchet, blastin
Lately I been gettin' to that motherf*ckin' bag

Time to switch it up, time to get these motherf*ckers mad
We been scopin' out they block, tryna get them niggas bad
Tryna catch from lackin', we gon' leave they momma sad
I don't give no f*ck, I might just kill your f*ckin' dad

No, I ain't playin', lil' nigga, I'm insane, lil' nigga
We droppin' bodies, makin' moves, we not the same, lil' nigga
I could show you how to whip it, make that money flip
Or I could put you on the block and make that money quick

Either way, it's do or die, you can't run from this
Switchin' on the gang, it's suicide, you can't call it quits
Lackin', runnin' up with the ratchet, blastin
All my opps be cappin', they cappin

All my opps be lackin', they lackin
Every time the opps lackin', lackin
Runnin' up with the ratchet, blastin
Back and im better, I got a beretta

Right under my motherf*ckin' mattress, slimin' shit out
Bitch, whenever I gotta go, get a the motherf*ckin
Optic come out, bitch, niggas just fake they be actress
They don't be gettin' their money for real, they just act rich

I came in talkin my shit while we walkin', this bitch
Think we hittin' the lick, I'm in that bitch, I was the kid
In my f*ckin' backhouse, pullin' them straps out
If we had niggas to act out, pushin' them motherf*ckin' packs out

Pullin' them racks out, either way, bitches gon' act out
I'm up in the motherf*ckin' trap house, bumpin' them traps out
Shoutout to motherf*ckin' BakkHouse, you was my Blood
You a rat right now, can't f*ck with that mouth

Run that shit up, you can tap out
Lackin', lackin', every time the opps lackin', lackin
Runnin' up with the ratchet, blastin
All my opps be cappin', they cappin

All my opps be lackin', they lackin
Every time the opps lackin', lackin
Runnin' up with the ratchet, blastin
All my opps, they be lackin', I'm never cappin

I do a hit with the K, then get to rappin
You wanna hate, then stay away, ain't with the actin
Flippin', workin', ghostin' opps, call me the Pac-Man
Menace give the beats, yeah, Menace switch the flow

I hang with killers green, light they always up on go
They tryna read me, but yeah, that's another story
Menace switch his page faster than your lil' shorty
She'll be with me while you asleep and be there in the morning

Bout to start my day off, I'm chasin' to the Gwuap
Ridin' in my city, on the left side is a cop
Caught up in some traffic, it was heavy and it's hot
Lookin to my right, as I hit the stop

I pulled up to the red light
I just seen my opps take some shots, now it's fair time
Them bullets hit his top, ran it up with some real hittas
Still ten toes on the block, Smokey got that dirty stick

And Menace hold the dirty chop
Lackin' in the crib, that's the best way to get popped
Lackin', lackin', every time the opps lackin', lackin
Runnin' up with the ratchet, blastin

All my opps be cappin', they cappin
All my opps be lackin', they lackin
Every time the opps lackin', lackin
Runnin' up with the ratchet, blastin', yeah
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Pulled up to the red light, I just seen my opps
Send shots, now it's fed time, them hollows hit his top
Ran it up with some real hittas, stood ten toes on the block
Smokey got that dirty stick and Menace hold the chop

Lackin' in the crib, that's the best way to get popped
Lackin', lackin', every time the opps lackin', lackin
Runnin' up with the ratchet, blastin
All my opps be cappin', they cappin

All my opps be lackin', they lackin
Every time the opps lackin', lackin
Runnin' up with the ratchet, blastin
Lately I been gettin' to that motherf*ckin' bag

Time to switch it up, time to get these motherf*ckers mad
We been scopin' out they block, tryna get them niggas bad
Tryna catch from lackin', we gon' leave they momma sad
I don't give no f*ck, I might just kill your f*ckin' dad

No, I ain't playin', lil' nigga, I'm insane, lil' nigga
We droppin' bodies, makin' moves, we not the same, lil' nigga
I could show you how to whip it, make that money flip
Or I could put you on the block and make that money quick

Either way, it's do or die, you can't run from this
Switchin' on the gang, it's suicide, you can't call it quits
Lackin', runnin' up with the ratchet, blastin
All my opps be cappin', they cappin

All my opps be lackin', they lackin
Every time the opps lackin', lackin
Runnin' up with the ratchet, blastin
Back and im better, I got a beretta

Right under my motherf*ckin' mattress, slimin' shit out
Bitch, whenever I gotta go, get a the motherf*ckin
Optic come out, bitch, niggas just fake they be actress
They don't be gettin' their money for real, they just act rich

I came in talkin my shit while we walkin', this bitch
Think we hittin' the lick, I'm in that bitch, I was the kid
In my f*ckin' backhouse, pullin' them straps out
If we had niggas to act out, pushin' them motherf*ckin' packs out

Pullin' them racks out, either way, bitches gon' act out
I'm up in the motherf*ckin' trap house, bumpin' them traps out
Shoutout to motherf*ckin' BakkHouse, you was my Blood
You a rat right now, can't f*ck with that mouth

Run that shit up, you can tap out
Lackin', lackin', every time the opps lackin', lackin
Runnin' up with the ratchet, blastin
All my opps be cappin', they cappin

All my opps be lackin', they lackin
Every time the opps lackin', lackin
Runnin' up with the ratchet, blastin
All my opps, they be lackin', I'm never cappin

I do a hit with the K, then get to rappin
You wanna hate, then stay away, ain't with the actin
Flippin', workin', ghostin' opps, call me the Pac-Man
Menace give the beats, yeah, Menace switch the flow

I hang with killers green, light they always up on go
They tryna read me, but yeah, that's another story
Menace switch his page faster than your lil' shorty
She'll be with me while you asleep and be there in the morning

Bout to start my day off, I'm chasin' to the Gwuap
Ridin' in my city, on the left side is a cop
Caught up in some traffic, it was heavy and it's hot
Lookin to my right, as I hit the stop

I pulled up to the red light
I just seen my opps take some shots, now it's fair time
Them bullets hit his top, ran it up with some real hittas
Still ten toes on the block, Smokey got that dirty stick

And Menace hold the dirty chop
Lackin' in the crib, that's the best way to get popped
Lackin', lackin', every time the opps lackin', lackin
Runnin' up with the ratchet, blastin

All my opps be cappin', they cappin
All my opps be lackin', they lackin
Every time the opps lackin', lackin
Runnin' up with the ratchet, blastin', yeah
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Writer: Elijah Garcia, Isaiah Marquez, Noah Cardenas, John Guerrero
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