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Yung Mvmmd - Countin' Racks Lyrics



Yung Mvmmd - Countin' Racks Lyrics




Wake up the mornin countin the racks
I know some dogs I know some cats
I know some niggas that's stabbing my back
This 30 round drum I got attached
It's finna blow out ya nigga lil back
Stepping on bones hearing them crack
I got the choppa so nigga step back
I got the guap and ima spend dat
These nigga want no smoke pull up I shoot off ya cap
I got a bitch at the crib she suckin my dick she look like a snack
Runnin to money running the lap
Dogging yo bitch then take a nap
I sold some packs
I got the racks

Skrt
In a new f*cking foreign
I got this bitch she calling my phone man I swear to god she so annoyin
But when you hit your bitch she call me up and say u was boring
So I f*ck her good I was boning
Double cup then I am snoring
White bitch she snowing
But in this game I am a legend
I making racks every second
Shoot for my niggas like reggie
Choppa it is so heavy
Big body just like a chevy
All my niggas are down we drip or drown we always ready
Nigga soft just like a teddy
All of these hours are scary
Make him bloody just like he Mary
F*cking your buddy please do no telling!
Facts

Wake up the mornin countin the racks
I know some dogs I know some cats
I know some niggas that's stabbing my back
This 30 round drum I got attached
It's finna blow out ya nigga lil back
Stepping on bones hearing them crack
I got the choppa so nigga step back
I got the guap and ima spend dat
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Wake up the mornin countin the racks
I know some dogs I know some cats
I know some niggas that's stabbing my back
This 30 round drum I got attached
It's finna blow out ya nigga lil back
Stepping on bones hearing them crack
I got the choppa so nigga step back
I got the guap and ima spend dat
These nigga want no smoke pull up I shoot off ya cap
I got a bitch at the crib she suckin my dick she look like a snack
Runnin to money running the lap
Dogging yo bitch then take a nap
I sold some packs
I got the racks

Skrt
In a new f*cking foreign
I got this bitch she calling my phone man I swear to god she so annoyin
But when you hit your bitch she call me up and say u was boring
So I f*ck her good I was boning
Double cup then I am snoring
White bitch she snowing
But in this game I am a legend
I making racks every second
Shoot for my niggas like reggie
Choppa it is so heavy
Big body just like a chevy
All my niggas are down we drip or drown we always ready
Nigga soft just like a teddy
All of these hours are scary
Make him bloody just like he Mary
F*cking your buddy please do no telling!
Facts

Wake up the mornin countin the racks
I know some dogs I know some cats
I know some niggas that's stabbing my back
This 30 round drum I got attached
It's finna blow out ya nigga lil back
Stepping on bones hearing them crack
I got the choppa so nigga step back
I got the guap and ima spend dat
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Writer: Muhammad Ali
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Performed By: Yung Mvmmd
Length: 3:44
Written by: Muhammad Ali

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