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  • 100it Racks

    Summer 16! Yeah!
    Freebandz, OVO
    DJ Esco
    Talkin' duffle talk, yeah

    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    And I, I got a
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper

    Hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    All y'all niggas don't matter
    I hit threes off balance
    I switch hands like Allen
    I'm just blessed, full of talent
    For the whole 6 I'm wylin'
    You think she your baby girl
    She text us like Dallas
    Oh shit, guess it don't matter
    Talk down on me, I'm flattered
    Whole Freebandz on Xanax
    Y'all can't do no damage
    Wrong cup, guess it don't matter
    This one tastes like candy
    This one must be Hendrix's
    Fuck y'all boys, y'all finished
    You're dead
    I don't talk to hoes about business
    Diamond in my tooth from the dentist
    Put a nigga name in the Guinness
    Remember where I'm from cause I'm a menace
    I ain't dead yet like I'm Bruce Willis
    I ain't really worried 'bout an image
    Y'all still treat it like a scrimmage

    And I, I got a
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    I, I got a
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper

    Yeah! Why not? Okay, okay, okay
    Truuu! 2 Chainz!
    Hundred thousand bustin' out the wrapper
    Count it up 'til I get a callous
    I don't really talk to y'all rappers
    Put codeine in a Snapple
    Put codeine on a salad
    Guess I'm on a codeine diet
    Put another hundred in the rifle
    Everybody better be quiet
    Everybody put your hands higher
    Then I chop the top like, "Hiyah"
    All of my 16s fire
    All of my bitches buyers
    They buyin' extra clothes, I mean
    They bisexual, I mean
    Versace section though, I mean
    Roll up the Texaco, I mean
    This is the crazy flow
    I got a straightjacket in the booth
    I smoke a joint doin' an interview
    Got the Rolex playin' peek-a-boo
    All of you niggas that took the swag
    I'm a have to get residuals
    I'm a different individual
    Got my hand on my genitals

    I got a
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    I, I got a
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper

    We ain't gotta use no scale
    It's all there, you ain't gotta count it
    Crocodile Hermes bag
    Stuffed all down my pockets
    Hundred racks sittin' in the plastic
    I ain't even gon' fuckin' touch it
    You can go ask L.A
    I don't go to work on budgets
    You can go check these stones
    Everything on me flooded
    And I gotta work three phones
    Name another nigga gettin' cloned
    Put a hoe nigga on a shirt
    Got a new bank account alert
    Whole Freebandz on mud
    Taliban gang on percs
    I ain't gonna take no shorts
    Turn my dog to a boss
    We ain't gon' take no losses
    Know you tryna steal that sauce
    Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
    I done ran up me a bag
    We got a tour this summer
    I'm 'bout to run up a bag
    Hundred thousand dollars for a walkthrough
    I'm a need mine in cash
    Got a whole city on my back
    I ain't 'bout to go outside
    Whole Freebandz on coke

    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    I, I got a
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
    Got a hunnit racks bustin' out the wrapper
  • Super Trapper

    The top come out the lamb cause I'm a super trapper
    My pockets on fat Albert I'm a super trapper

    I came up from out the apartments where they trigger happy
    Bought my bitch a brand new Rollie and she still ain't happy
    Got that Cartier with diamonds and I'm laughing at ya
    911 turbo Porshe cause I'm a super trapper
    Young Pluto is out the trenches but I'm big and badder
    I can't never go back broke and that what really matter
    Tryin to sabotage my crew boy you a swagger jacker
    911 turbo Porsche cause I'm a super trapper

    Rags to riches fuck these snitches I ain't scared
    Cold ann shiesty put some prices on your head
    I'm a product of da young nigga with dreams
    And my left wrist cost a bird
    I'm a Tropicana serve
    Shorty unsure
    Hope we don't do sherm
    Came from out da curb
    Made myself a don
    I got a do payroll
    My check go Jose Canseco
    First class Saint Tropez hoe
    You do whatever I say so

    The top come out the lamb cause I'm a super trapper
    My pockets on Fat Albert I'm a super trapper
    Two door Maybach on the schedule that's the latest
    Hard top Rari, Double R, that Mercedes

    I came up from out the apartments where they trigger happy
    Bought my bitch a brand new Rollie and she still ain't happy
    Got that Cartier with diamonds and I'm laughing at ya
    911 turbo Porshe cause I'm a super trapper
    Young Pluto is out the trenches but I'm big and badder
    I can't never go back broke and that what really matter
    Tryin to sabotage my crew boy you a swagger jacker
    911 turbo Porsche cause I'm a super trapper

    All these foreigns got me lookin inconsiderate
    All these exotic bitches got me like a racist
    I just throw that in the safe and then count it
    My tennis bracelets lookin like a water fountain
    I got Benjamins, they taller than a mountain
    I was pushing dope and then hired an accountant
    Lamborgini I say lamb when I pronounce it
    The doors go lift up in the air and they so spacious

    I came up from out the apartments where they trigger happy
    Bought my bitch a brand new Rollie and she still ain't happy
    Got that Cartier with diamonds and I'm laughing at ya
    911 turbo Porshe cause I'm a super trapper
    Young Pluto is out the trenches but I'm big and badder
    I can't never go back broke and that what really matter
    Tryin to sabotage my crew boy you a swagger jacker
    911 turbo Porsche cause I'm a super trapper

    I'll raise ya bout that fetticini then some
    Told her meet me at the boat I'm in its mad simple
    I still up push the line nigga Julius Peppers
    Keep money on my mind got a bad temper
    Paid cash is very hard for me to do rentals
    I can't hate ya cause I faked it til I made it too
    Sober lady you betrayed got that faded
    I'm trying pick this year who bitch who gon' be my lady
    I got bitches different flavor this one Cajun
    I'ma pimp her and a sister I'm her favorites
    Keep it cordial with these niggas cause they traders
    I'm on molly and its pink like it's Ms. Piggy

    The top come out the lamb cause I'm a super trapper
    My pockets on Fat Albert I'm a super trapper
    Two door Maybach on the schedule that's the latest
    Hard top Rari, Double R, that Mercedes
    The top come out the lamb cause I'm a super trapper
    My pockets on Fat Albert I'm a super trapper
    Two door Maybach on the schedule that's the latest
  • Draco

    You better not raise your voice at me
    You know I got a pimp degree
    Pluto

    Draco season with the bookbag
    Backpack, got a little kick back
    Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back

    Lamborghini doors, but I never stop
    Fuck around got a nigga pissed off
    Nice little thot got stiff arm
    Did the Heisman on the hoe got the stiff arm
    Fuck up that body like Tyson or Holyfield,
    A Couple of pills and I got my soda filled,
    Break out a sweat, I go head over heels for these meals,
    She thinks she the one, but to me she ain't nothing but a thrill
    I've been drippin' like a god with her
    I been dodgin' all the fly what else
    I been fillin' up garages what else
    I gave her a French monage what else
    Close your eyes eyes eyes
    I'm about to slide slide slide
    Wonder why why why
    I stay in the sky sky sky
    Pink Molly, let me dance with her
    Freestylin', let me dance with her
    Sky Dweller, it was sentimental
    Rose gold, it was sentimental

    Draco season with the bookbag
    Rat tat, got a little kick back
    Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back

    Fuck up my bitch by the change
    Brought me from trap house to stage
    I wanna jump in the air
    You know the love ain’t fair
    You killin' then show us the proof
    I already got the juice
    Chain different colors like fruits
    I like to hang out the roof
    I got to train my bitches
    I'm putting chains on my bitches
    I'll put some chain on some snitches
    I'm focused I'm back on my mission
    Flex on a nigga no apologies
    Matter how white done gotta me
    Playing hockey with the ice in the major league
    Thirty five bitches at the Saint Reg
    Fall back shooter like KD
    Back in the kitchen with the curry
    Pourin' up zan can't hurt me
    Pineapple drink lookin syruppy
    Fifty six night I was 30
    Stirofoam cups and patient
    Heard you been talkin' bout the kid
    Knowin' damn well that’s a flagrant
    I cancel two bitches
    I got me some new bitches
    Come check out how I’m living
    I got me some new drippin'
    I got me some new dripp
    Ain't got nothing to do with it
    I'll give my bitch to you
    If that what she mean to you

    Draco season with the bookbag
    Rat tat, got a little kick back
    Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    Draco season with the bookbag
    Rat tat, got a little kick back
    Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back
    You ain't never ever get you bitch back

    Yeah I cruisin' in the deep
    I'm twisted up I got geek
    Misbehaving with ya freak
    Can't tell she got teeth
    I was in her mouth like veneers
    Start comparing my career
    'Cause I was flooding through the crib
    Business furniture for real
    I bought a Fendi couch for my kids
    They just want to plug a nigga wig
    Charge a half a mil for the gig
    Middle fingers up fuck the pig
    Diamonds fallin' off my let me jig
    Never falling off and never quit
    I retired cookin' up a brick
    Certified nigga hot to six
    Who was rapping diamonds in the zone
    I was chargin' 10 for the strong
    Keep on goin' in on this song
    Keep an F&N at your home
    Lesson learned and we moving on
    I got firm niggas, Al Capone
    Got my Chi niggas on the horn
    Downtown Atlanta I was born
  • Good Dope

    Wet, wet, wet, wet
    You know it's Pluto

    Tiffany's, Tiffany's, we goin' shoppin' at Tiffany's
    You crampin' me, they ampin' me
    They bout to make me start braggin'
    Five percent on the wagon
    I spit and I'm hot as a dragon
    My niggas in the streets be shootin'
    My niggas in jail be stabbin'
    I do good dope, I got a good hoe
    Js at the door, got dem Js at the door
    Got some Js at the door, got dem junkies at the door

    Servin' up burgers boss, watchin' cameras
    Drivin' foreign cars, totin' hammers
    Gotta crazy squad in Alabama
    South Carolina boys, we good in Tampa
    Swipe the big credit card, it's worth the gamble
    Lamborghini boys, excuse my manners
    My paint wet, my neck wet
    My ears wet, my wrist wet
    Rings wet, my bitch wet
    Her bitch wet, they stay wet
    Anytime I miss her, I'ma call her, she stay wet
    Emilio Pucci, Pucci is different from Gucci
    Coupee, coupee, a cartoon you lookin' all droopy
    Goofy, Goofy, these niggas they lookin' like groupies
    Styro-foam cup, purple Act gluey

    I do good dope, I got a good hoe
    Js at the door, got dem Js at the door
    Tiffany's, Tiffany's, we goin' shoppin' at Tiffany's
    You crampin' me, they ampin' me
    They bout to make me start braggin'
    Five percent on the wagon
    I spit and I'm hot as a dragon
    My niggas in the streets be shootin'
    My niggas in jail be stabbin'
    I do good dope, I got a good hoe
    Js at the door, got dem Js at the door

    Purple Act gluey, sticky icky
    Esco he a hippie, tricky, tricky
    Pass your dog a mickey, hit me, lick me
    Fuck me, just don't kiss me
    Fuck me, just don't kiss me
    I do good dope, I got a good hoe
    Js at the door, got dem Js at the door
    Got some Js at the door, got dam junkies at the door
    Servin' up burgers boss, watchin' cameras

    I do good dope, I got a good hoe
    Js at the door, got dem Js at the door
    Tiffany's, Tiffany's, we goin' shoppin' at Tiffany's
    You crampin' me, they ampin' me
    They bout to make me start braggin'
    Five percent on the wagon
    I spit and I'm hot as a dragon
    My niggas in the streets be shootin'
    My niggas in jail be stabbin'
    I do good dope
  • Zoom

    Bought a drop top Porsche, about to cut the top off
    Trappin' is a sport young nigga get ya knocked off
    Hol' up

    Turbo switchin' lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin' switch the spots, when you're runnin' hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin' dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I'm about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

    I secure the bag first, I'm ready to boast
    I secure the bag first, I'm full of that dope
    Court side with a mink
    Pee Wee Kirkland on the scene
    Five karats, wear the link
    Both hands full of ink
    Money drying in your hand
    Wrap the bail in Saran
    My yellow bitch want a tan
    I just landed from Japan
    Tokyo and Korea
    Panamera to the lear
    Yellow metal with the gold
    Fishscale with these hoes
    Mossberg, I'm drinkin' mud
    Put a hit out on a dud
    Bought my lil' nigga 12 slugs
    Just to shine bright when he rub
    I just bailed out ol' Buice
    20 pills goin' hyphy
    Oh you lookin' real icy
    Boy you know you nothin' like me

    Turbo switchin' lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin' switch the spots, when you're runnin' hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin' dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I'm about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

    I gave her the raw lean
    They sound like my offsprings
    Nitro gasoline
    Bought some more money machines
    Bring out a brand new machine
    I bought a whole lot of bling
    Treat me like Weezy and Baby
    Treat me like Mannie and Turky
    I went to juvie with work on me
    I had to cop it and purchase
    I put more ice on the day today
    Rockin' these prezzies and Cartier
    I got it and flooded the plain Jane
    I made my young niggas insane
    Crunchin' dem Xans up and then drink
    Get you a Draco and then crank it
    Saudi Arabian, Ben Franklin
    Leave it to me they would've been stained 'em
    Saditty in back, we done got acquainted
    You see the dash they gotta see me
    I ran it up fast, they can't see me
    I went surfin' with you
    I buy them Birkins for you
    I go to surgery with you

    Turbo switchin' lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin' switch the spots, when you're runnin' hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin' dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I'm about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

    Ah, Shit!
    Got it all back, baby
    God damn, welcome to Cap City Records internet podcast, baby, where we make dreams come true
    The first five callers that call in right now, man, we gone have you the rapper starter kit. Oh my god! It comes with the Cap City contract, which is a 12 album, nine year deal. We gone take some calls; the boards lightin' up right now. Look, take a call. Caller?

    Yeah, that deal; we need that!
    Yeah, we need that
    Yeah, we need that shit, dat way! nigga, yeah!
    This way, nigga! Yeah!
    We need that deal, nigga

    What? What you say, young man?

    I keep it on me!

    Hold on, fella!
    I'm sayin'; I can't hear you
    Is there a shoot out?
    What's goin' on, young fella?

    Lil' Draco in this bitch!
    Lil' Extendo in this bitch!

    You just won a Cap City Records contract, man
    Listen here, baby
    Lil' Draco! Lil' Extendo! Congratulations, baby, y'all won

    Yeah, nigga, yeah
    Cap City
    Six months, man we got that shit
    12 albums, man we got that shit
    I'm finna shoot everything up
    We need that!
 
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