Keep a piece on tuck, don't slip
Keep my cool on shit, don't trip
Had to go replace my bitch
Now my new lil' bitch won't quit
Know they thought I quit or somethin
Run the bands up just for fun
Yeah I'm up, but I was down
Gotta' rack that shit, no doubt
We gon' get this cash
Head start on the bag
Racin' to the racks
They hope that I crash
Leave 'em in the past
Switchin' thru the lanes
Yeah I hit the dash
We gon' get this cash, run it back
Huh, yeah
It's been a while since I robbed
I was gangin' with the Mob
5,000 for a song
Born & raised in the Lake
Scraped pots like a rake
Soldiers strapped to the core
Down to leave a nigga on the floor
I got my stripes kickin' doors in
If you know me then you know this
Niggas tryna' be my close friend
I don't know you I can't vibe
Too many niggss crosses the line
Like, why you tryna' come around
Get me hot I'll gun you down
Down, down
Keep a piece on tuck, don't slip
Keep my cool on shit, don't trip
Had to go replace my bitch
Now my new lil' bitch won't quit
Know they thought I quit or somethin
Run the bands up just for fun
Yeah I'm up, but I was down
Gotta' rack that shit, no doubt
We gon' get this cash
Head start on the bag
Racin' to the racks
They hope that I crash
Leave 'em in the past
Switchin' thru the lanes
Yeah I hit the dash
We gon' get this cash, run it back
Jump in that coupe, sippin' on juice
Bad lil' cat & she got tats
Can't wait to go home
I'm a hit it from the back
Real lil' bitch only worried bout stacks
I remember times I ain't had no wrap
Had to walk to the store & grip my strap
I'm a shoot first, nigga ain't shootin' last
I can't let 'em do me bad
Now I'm hot, bitches sweatin' now
Gettin' money, I can't stress now
I remember I ain't let down
Am I wrong if I flex now
Niggas tryna' jock my style, yeah
Switch it up on they ass
Money racked up in a pile, yeah
Got the racks by the strap
Keep a piece on tuck, don't slip
Keep my cool on shit, don't trip
Had to go replace my bitch
Now my new lil' bitch won't quit
Know they thought I quit or somethin
Run the bands up just for fun
Yeah I'm up, but I was down
Gotta' rack that shit, no doubt
We gon' get this cash
Head start on the bag
Racin' to the racks
They hope that I crash
Leave 'em in the past
Switchin' thru the lanes
Yeah I hit the dash
We gon' get this cash, run it back
Kidd Adamz - RUN IT BAKK Lyrics
Kidd Adamz - RUN IT BAKK Lyrics
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Keep a piece on tuck, don't slip
Keep my cool on shit, don't trip
Had to go replace my bitch
Now my new lil' bitch won't quit
Know they thought I quit or somethin
Run the bands up just for fun
Yeah I'm up, but I was down
Gotta' rack that shit, no doubt
We gon' get this cash
Head start on the bag
Racin' to the racks
They hope that I crash
Leave 'em in the past
Switchin' thru the lanes
Yeah I hit the dash
We gon' get this cash, run it back
Huh, yeah
It's been a while since I robbed
I was gangin' with the Mob
5,000 for a song
Born & raised in the Lake
Scraped pots like a rake
Soldiers strapped to the core
Down to leave a nigga on the floor
I got my stripes kickin' doors in
If you know me then you know this
Niggas tryna' be my close friend
I don't know you I can't vibe
Too many niggss crosses the line
Like, why you tryna' come around
Get me hot I'll gun you down
Down, down
Keep a piece on tuck, don't slip
Keep my cool on shit, don't trip
Had to go replace my bitch
Now my new lil' bitch won't quit
Know they thought I quit or somethin
Run the bands up just for fun
Yeah I'm up, but I was down
Gotta' rack that shit, no doubt
We gon' get this cash
Head start on the bag
Racin' to the racks
They hope that I crash
Leave 'em in the past
Switchin' thru the lanes
Yeah I hit the dash
We gon' get this cash, run it back
Jump in that coupe, sippin' on juice
Bad lil' cat & she got tats
Can't wait to go home
I'm a hit it from the back
Real lil' bitch only worried bout stacks
I remember times I ain't had no wrap
Had to walk to the store & grip my strap
I'm a shoot first, nigga ain't shootin' last
I can't let 'em do me bad
Now I'm hot, bitches sweatin' now
Gettin' money, I can't stress now
I remember I ain't let down
Am I wrong if I flex now
Niggas tryna' jock my style, yeah
Switch it up on they ass
Money racked up in a pile, yeah
Got the racks by the strap
Keep a piece on tuck, don't slip
Keep my cool on shit, don't trip
Had to go replace my bitch
Now my new lil' bitch won't quit
Know they thought I quit or somethin
Run the bands up just for fun
Yeah I'm up, but I was down
Gotta' rack that shit, no doubt
We gon' get this cash
Head start on the bag
Racin' to the racks
They hope that I crash
Leave 'em in the past
Switchin' thru the lanes
Yeah I hit the dash
We gon' get this cash, run it back
Keep my cool on shit, don't trip
Had to go replace my bitch
Now my new lil' bitch won't quit
Know they thought I quit or somethin
Run the bands up just for fun
Yeah I'm up, but I was down
Gotta' rack that shit, no doubt
We gon' get this cash
Head start on the bag
Racin' to the racks
They hope that I crash
Leave 'em in the past
Switchin' thru the lanes
Yeah I hit the dash
We gon' get this cash, run it back
Huh, yeah
It's been a while since I robbed
I was gangin' with the Mob
5,000 for a song
Born & raised in the Lake
Scraped pots like a rake
Soldiers strapped to the core
Down to leave a nigga on the floor
I got my stripes kickin' doors in
If you know me then you know this
Niggas tryna' be my close friend
I don't know you I can't vibe
Too many niggss crosses the line
Like, why you tryna' come around
Get me hot I'll gun you down
Down, down
Keep a piece on tuck, don't slip
Keep my cool on shit, don't trip
Had to go replace my bitch
Now my new lil' bitch won't quit
Know they thought I quit or somethin
Run the bands up just for fun
Yeah I'm up, but I was down
Gotta' rack that shit, no doubt
We gon' get this cash
Head start on the bag
Racin' to the racks
They hope that I crash
Leave 'em in the past
Switchin' thru the lanes
Yeah I hit the dash
We gon' get this cash, run it back
Jump in that coupe, sippin' on juice
Bad lil' cat & she got tats
Can't wait to go home
I'm a hit it from the back
Real lil' bitch only worried bout stacks
I remember times I ain't had no wrap
Had to walk to the store & grip my strap
I'm a shoot first, nigga ain't shootin' last
I can't let 'em do me bad
Now I'm hot, bitches sweatin' now
Gettin' money, I can't stress now
I remember I ain't let down
Am I wrong if I flex now
Niggas tryna' jock my style, yeah
Switch it up on they ass
Money racked up in a pile, yeah
Got the racks by the strap
Keep a piece on tuck, don't slip
Keep my cool on shit, don't trip
Had to go replace my bitch
Now my new lil' bitch won't quit
Know they thought I quit or somethin
Run the bands up just for fun
Yeah I'm up, but I was down
Gotta' rack that shit, no doubt
We gon' get this cash
Head start on the bag
Racin' to the racks
They hope that I crash
Leave 'em in the past
Switchin' thru the lanes
Yeah I hit the dash
We gon' get this cash, run it back
Writer: Van-Adam Pierre
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