Got that sack (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1]
Okay,Hood in this b*tch n*ggas know I’m finna snap
Hallelujah thank you Lord rollie cost me 80 racks
Paranoid all this money n*ggas know I keep that strap
Hundred n*ggas most of em killers blow your brains on your lap
Kay I'm hopping out of phantoms keep that hammer like Home Depot
Kill a n*gga dope nick name kilo
Every n*gga round want to bit my flow
Bad little b*tch and I gotta deep flow
Rocks and chains then a new Meco
f*ck that law free my n*gga deep bo
Know some songs that can get a kilo
See another man n*gga what you sayin
First I.. Design my pants
Louie Vuitton ain't none of them vans
Yeah a n*gga ball you can watch from the stands
I f*ck hoes, I get dough, got my team getting rich
Keep my shooters make them do ya they Ray Allen with the stick
Boy I'm fly ain't not lye
Private planeing on a b*tch
Hundred grand that I make in a week
And no complaining about the cent
Yeah I’m racked up, hope a n*gga don’t act up
Click clack you think that he got hit it with a metro

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In the club going hard, n*ggas know I got the sack
In the kitchen whipping hard, n*ggas know I got that sack
In this b*tch going hard n*ggas know I got the sack
In the kitchen whipping hard, n*ggas know I got that sack
[Verse 2]
n*ggas standing on the couch and throwing signs on the club
VIP b*tch I done went blind at the club
It’s a photo shoot fans taking pictures in this b*tch
I'm a nice guy buying b*tches liquor in this b*tch
Got my fam with me put my n*gga zilla in this b*tch
I don’t give a f*ck I’m back on my real crunch sh*t
Yelling thug life n*ggas on that 2pac sh*t
Minnesota twins b*tch I’m on my two Glock sh*t
You n*ggas screw it up, put you on your news box sh*t
Body found by the river feet with cement bricks
Uh she nasty, she just had a semen dish
Suck the skin off the di*k you should have seen this b*tch
They say I’m nasty I think I’ma claim this b*tch
Shawty Suck it so good might try to claim this b*tch sike
She’s not the type, (not the type), to be a wife, (be a wife)
She get a pass, (get a pass) she’s for the night

[Hook:]

Racks sacks sacks sacks, racks sacks sacks sacks
Racks Sacks
n*ggas know I got it
Racks sacks sacks sacks, racks sacks sacks sacks
Racks sacks
b*tches know I got it
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[Outro:]
Aye this to my n*gga who getting that motherf*cker and go out there you know what I'm saying. living life thugged out strapped up you know what I'm saying smashing on pus*y knocking bad b*tches you heard me. can you see me n*gga I'm band up n*gga choppers on deck n*gga white on white everything pus*y ain't sh*t change n*gga. what

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