WBM Swavi – Rrack Race (Feat Stolo Stacks)
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Rrack Race (Feat Stolo Stacks)

Feat. Stolo Stacks

[MWAKA FLEX

WBM SWAVII [chorus]

Running thru money like Sonic [yIOnW] rackrace

Im above you like kami burning str8 out the gas tank

Speed racer don't try me I just came out the batcave

Issa race you behind me

I'm chasing these m'$ a rackrace

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Meet meet I'm taking off like the road runner

He hee Bag from the block the whole summer

PC finna blow up no oak bombers

See me I'm going by like a slow comet

Beep beep issa rack race I'm the dough Hunter

Eeph eeph Out the batcave like I know something

EP TINY PANTS AND ASCOTS doing Numbers

Cheat sheet I got the answers no wonder

Street geek you can't try me about nothing

I know issa a rackrace
They closing the Gap at a fast pace
No handouts back to the flat rates
I'm bout to blow like a flash bang

Drifting and sliding
Mario carts and I see y'all behind me

I feel like I'm neo I'm dodging these bullets I ain't trying

It ain't about cents pay it no mind I'm don't speak like a mine

Kane and Lynch about that bag I'm goi out dyinh

Feel like the Grin

Running thru money like Sonic [yIOnW] rackrace

Im above you like kami burning str8 out the gas tank

Speed racer don't try me I just came out the batcave

Issa race you behind me

I'm chasing these m'$ a rackrace

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STOLOSTACKS [

Runnin’ through da money like sonic
Making the ground shift plate tectonics
Love smokin weed my problems are chronic
I do this wit ease I i kinda of Iconic
Speed racer wit some pounds in the trunk

Be patient da money gone come
No I’m not the one that told yu dat bullshit brought drugs in state on some mule shit
And now I got water can float me a cruise ship
It’s a rack race
I’ll put him on a news clip try to hit me new case better off

Gettin a new safe
Running through the money sonic
Hm flying state to state where tails at been on my grind post bonds won’t bail said I been in my grind ride rails like skaters my bars go over they head like comets
I’m fuckin this bitch out her bonnet had to take risk now a nigga wrist alarming

Watch the dream grow didn’t do no farming uhh no raT
But I’m in a rat race in the field
But I’m trynna dodge snakes get da money and disappear
No trace
I’m like a killer n this is a cold case
This ain’t no thriller an not for the old age not gettin money
Yea
That was my old trait jus brought the gas talkin whole crate got it off credit
I’m talkin my old face yea these real diamonds
I bruish em wit Colgate not catchin up
That was my old paste pls do not hate those are the old ways

Swavii turn me up now I got road rage

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