[Hook:]
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I'm coming for them racks, racks, racks
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All dressed in black, black, black
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Middle finger to them suckers, suckers, suckers
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Real niggas, where you at, at, at?
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I pray to the Lord, Lord, Lord
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To keep the devil off my back, back, back
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I make em girls drop it low, low, low
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Can't keep my city on my cut, cut, cut
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[Verse 1:]
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Uptown rider, blunt long as a dollar
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You's a choir boy, I'm straight out of the jungle, surge your blocka
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My youngins off the blocka, break you up something proper
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Like that choppa turn yo ass in that chicken enchilada
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I ain't fuckin with them niggas who wasn't fuckin with me
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See how them tables turn? Fuck favors, nothing for free
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Yea that bullshit, I'm on that
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My dick ? yo girl on that
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Word I know she ain't, she just show up everywhere I perform at
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How you wanna do it boy? I'm bout that
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My team runnin out of money, I doubt that
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Stuntin like mall this tall ballin, I'm on my grizzly bitch
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I'm a nigga's worst nightmare and a bitch's wish
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[Hook:]
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I'm coming for them racks, racks, racks
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All dressed in black, black, black
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Middle finger to them suckers, suckers, suckers
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Real niggas, where you at, at, at?
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I pray to the Lord, Lord, Lord
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To keep the devil off my back, back, back
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I make em girls drop it low, low, low
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Can't keep my city on my cut, cut, cut
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[Verse 2:]
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New York City rider, full of GT vodka
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I'm sprayin in her mouth and she embrace it like banaka
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And she hate it when I stop her
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So never do I stop her
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I just light my good and watch er
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Get messy like whopper
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I'm a painful home, wreck a nigga life hurts
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I turn your wife into my after the club work
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You too close, my shooters show you how them slugs work
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Fuckin with Millz is deadly like Magic's bloodwork
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Roll another blunt, pop another molly
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I'm with Lee, that Korean bitch is taking shots of sake
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Livin sucka free, far from where them suckas be
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Jehova witness blow my name
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Ringin bells all up the streets
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[Hook:]
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I'm coming for them racks, racks, racks
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All dressed in black, black, black
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Middle finger to them suckers, suckers, suckers
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Real niggas, where you at, at, at?
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I pray to the Lord, Lord, Lord
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To keep the devil off my back, back, back
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I make em girls drop it low, low, low
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Can't keep my city on my cut, cut, cut
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I'm coming for them racks, racks, racks
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Young Money, cash money
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Middle finger to them suckers, suckers, suckers
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We all 100 over here, G'd up
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I pray to the Lord, Lord, Lord
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To keep the devil off my back, back, back
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Uptown til the casket drop, you already now
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Can't keep my city on my cut, cut, cut
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Millz!
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Everydays Anthem
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| Jae Millz |
