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Rack City Video (MV)




Performed By: Joquarter
Length: 1:18
Written by: Opeyemi Oddiah




Joquarter - Rack City Lyrics




We outchea in lasgidi
Bouncing on the beat rack city
Bitch tryna hold me down with her tities telling me some darling thing
Well I'm sorry I ain't speedy
I ain't smallz, my flows biggie
Bad boy flux, stunting like diddy
Hit it, they said they love the way I spit it
Kogbagidi, got the resume yea I giddit
One question, are you with me
I bet you really understand the way i'm f*cking feeling
They asking me how I did it, admit it oh you want the code 18,1,16 that's the digit, digit
Why you comparing you know we got different destiny
Ema lo be si mi, wait what the f*ck you telling me
You sitting next to me saying shit what you talking pessimist
You ain't my f*ckin bank so why the f*ck are you accessing me
I'm sick got a medical proof
Doctor couldn't treat so I bought a medical book
To know the treatment, had to get some medical tools
After the diagnosis, the tools gave me some clues
Flow virus, I need some medicine now
The whole thing be stressing me out
Get me a beat pill thats the only medicine now
And a mic damn that shit is medicinal
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We outchea in lasgidi
Bouncing on the beat rack city
Bitch tryna hold me down with her tities telling me some darling thing
Well I'm sorry I ain't speedy
I ain't smallz, my flows biggie
Bad boy flux, stunting like diddy
Hit it, they said they love the way I spit it
Kogbagidi, got the resume yea I giddit
One question, are you with me
I bet you really understand the way i'm f*cking feeling
They asking me how I did it, admit it oh you want the code 18,1,16 that's the digit, digit
Why you comparing you know we got different destiny
Ema lo be si mi, wait what the f*ck you telling me
You sitting next to me saying shit what you talking pessimist
You ain't my f*ckin bank so why the f*ck are you accessing me
I'm sick got a medical proof
Doctor couldn't treat so I bought a medical book
To know the treatment, had to get some medical tools
After the diagnosis, the tools gave me some clues
Flow virus, I need some medicine now
The whole thing be stressing me out
Get me a beat pill thats the only medicine now
And a mic damn that shit is medicinal
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Writer: Opeyemi Oddiah
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