Went to space and made it back
Too much racks
Push the lamb truck to the max
Im getting plaques
Went from dirt to gold while yall takin naps
The bags dont fit sideways so i make em stack
Me and my shotgun twinin cause we spit that fire
Stand on racks to get higher
The racks start in the washer and end in the dryer
You say i copy your lyrics you liar
Start in the bottom and end at the top
Ya'll 12 cause ya'll get behind me like cops
From stealing in them to owning the shops
Got water on my Patek always drops
Everytime i put it on yall copy
New song new bomb nagasaki
I do the calling dont call me
Call yourself king the king of being cocky
I keep the ice on my neck
Yall were the previus while i im next
Cant catch me cause i keep a tech
Verstile the paper goes from blue to check
Went to space and made it back
Too much racks
Push the lamb truck to the max
Im getting plaques
Went from dirt to gold while yall takin naps
The bags dont fit sideways so i make em stack
You say i cap rap but you do it to
Done seeing green we only see blue
Make an opp a fraction split him in 2
They be clearin paths when we be comin through
Put a switch tired of a semi
Walk to cold walk with that ben and jerry
Never forget when the racks were pennys
You not a god you dont cut it to demi
The dollars were slime now they crips
Makin it out twice first was the crib
The car got slow so i got a spaceship
The way yall move is right off a script
Yall boring siri talks better than yall
Left people behind now watch us ball
We might trip but we will never fall
Might be 5'8 but the racks make me tall
No matter what we gon make it up
Slide like freddy krueger in the dunks
Cant put no more diamonds ive already sunked
Not spinning that block its already been spun
When it comes to my paper i dont play
Make an opp a target and make him lay
These hoes playing games while I dont play
Im not jokin worked to hard to say
Went to space and made it back
Too much racks
Push the lamb truck to the max
Im getting plaques
Went from dirt to gold while yall takin naps
The bags dont fit sideways so i make em stack
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Went to space and made it back
Too much racks
Push the lamb truck to the max
Im getting plaques
Went from dirt to gold while yall takin naps
The bags dont fit sideways so i make em stack
Me and my shotgun twinin cause we spit that fire
Stand on racks to get higher
The racks start in the washer and end in the dryer
You say i copy your lyrics you liar
Start in the bottom and end at the top
Ya'll 12 cause ya'll get behind me like cops
From stealing in them to owning the shops
Got water on my Patek always drops
Everytime i put it on yall copy
New song new bomb nagasaki
I do the calling dont call me
Call yourself king the king of being cocky
I keep the ice on my neck
Yall were the previus while i im next
Cant catch me cause i keep a tech
Verstile the paper goes from blue to check
Went to space and made it back
Too much racks
Push the lamb truck to the max
Im getting plaques
Went from dirt to gold while yall takin naps
The bags dont fit sideways so i make em stack
You say i cap rap but you do it to
Done seeing green we only see blue
Make an opp a fraction split him in 2
They be clearin paths when we be comin through
Put a switch tired of a semi
Walk to cold walk with that ben and jerry
Never forget when the racks were pennys
You not a god you dont cut it to demi
The dollars were slime now they crips
Makin it out twice first was the crib
The car got slow so i got a spaceship
The way yall move is right off a script
Yall boring siri talks better than yall
Left people behind now watch us ball
We might trip but we will never fall
Might be 5'8 but the racks make me tall
No matter what we gon make it up
Slide like freddy krueger in the dunks
Cant put no more diamonds ive already sunked
Not spinning that block its already been spun
When it comes to my paper i dont play
Make an opp a target and make him lay
These hoes playing games while I dont play
Im not jokin worked to hard to say
Went to space and made it back
Too much racks
Push the lamb truck to the max
Im getting plaques
Went from dirt to gold while yall takin naps
The bags dont fit sideways so i make em stack
Too much racks
Push the lamb truck to the max
Im getting plaques
Went from dirt to gold while yall takin naps
The bags dont fit sideways so i make em stack
Me and my shotgun twinin cause we spit that fire
Stand on racks to get higher
The racks start in the washer and end in the dryer
You say i copy your lyrics you liar
Start in the bottom and end at the top
Ya'll 12 cause ya'll get behind me like cops
From stealing in them to owning the shops
Got water on my Patek always drops
Everytime i put it on yall copy
New song new bomb nagasaki
I do the calling dont call me
Call yourself king the king of being cocky
I keep the ice on my neck
Yall were the previus while i im next
Cant catch me cause i keep a tech
Verstile the paper goes from blue to check
Went to space and made it back
Too much racks
Push the lamb truck to the max
Im getting plaques
Went from dirt to gold while yall takin naps
The bags dont fit sideways so i make em stack
You say i cap rap but you do it to
Done seeing green we only see blue
Make an opp a fraction split him in 2
They be clearin paths when we be comin through
Put a switch tired of a semi
Walk to cold walk with that ben and jerry
Never forget when the racks were pennys
You not a god you dont cut it to demi
The dollars were slime now they crips
Makin it out twice first was the crib
The car got slow so i got a spaceship
The way yall move is right off a script
Yall boring siri talks better than yall
Left people behind now watch us ball
We might trip but we will never fall
Might be 5'8 but the racks make me tall
No matter what we gon make it up
Slide like freddy krueger in the dunks
Cant put no more diamonds ive already sunked
Not spinning that block its already been spun
When it comes to my paper i dont play
Make an opp a target and make him lay
These hoes playing games while I dont play
Im not jokin worked to hard to say
Went to space and made it back
Too much racks
Push the lamb truck to the max
Im getting plaques
Went from dirt to gold while yall takin naps
The bags dont fit sideways so i make em stack
Writer: Juan Soto
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