Blue raccs blue bandana
Drugs travel all through my body
I could stuff 100 raccs in my pocket
I drive the foriegn I'm swerving can't stop me
Keep it on me dare a nigga try me
Running from my demons got me sliding
They got me sliding
They got me sliding
Got blue raccs stuffed in my jeans
Put pain in this spliff I ain't sipping no lean
This dangerous it get so I stay with my G
I did a lot to get here so I say what I mean
I been outside so I stay with my G
Gotta be on timing
Gotta be on timing
I can't love her cause I love my phantom
Can't buy no more houses I need me a mansion
Can't do business for thousands no more I need millions
I keep counting until my hands ain't got no feeling
Keep chasing this money stack it to the ceiling
Gotta stack them hunnits
Gotta stack them hunnits
I don't need them to tell me I'm the man
I make that bitch eat that dicc with no hands
Love how I fucc don't want share with her friends
She let me do it again and again
I stay at the box tryna get my revenge
I'm at the bank & I'm playing to win
Rich street nigga drive me a Beem or a Benz
I just want the money I don't want no friends
I got the G with the sticc and the fan
They say they was on that but them niggas ran
I don't even wanna politic with niggas, long as I got my money I don't care
Put ya money up nigga you don't even dare
When I was banging out with niggas they was scared
We was going to war them niggas wasn't there
I got my GED I came prepared
Spin his blocc leave the sticc in the trash, he should already know I ain't got fear in my heart
On my own took my fair share of losses
, don't go out my way overplaying my part
I'm just happy I woke up this morning
So I run it up I might not wake up tomorrow
I can't stay out of the foreigns, everytime I blink I go buy a new car
I got that new watch it's audemars
I got a Rollie Patek Philippe me
Just backed out a quarter milly, but I need another one so I could fucc up the city
I'm on the Vybe ain't no you coming with me
Hop out and fye imma shoot til it's empty
Ain't no way u could come to my team and take my troops it's impossible to put them against me
Drugs travel all through my body
I could stuff 100 raccs in my pocket
I drive the foriegn I'm swerving can't stop me
Keep it on me dare a nigga try me
Running from my demons got me sliding
They got me sliding
They got me sliding
Got blue raccs stuffed in my jeans
Put pain in this spliff I ain't sipping no lean
This dangerous it get so I stay with my G
I did a lot to get here so I say what I mean
I been outside so I stay with my G
Gotta be on timing
Gotta be on timing
I can't love her cause I love my phantom
Can't buy no more houses I need me a mansion
Can't do business for thousands no more I need millions
I keep counting until my hands ain't got no feeling
Keep chasing this money stack it to the ceiling
Gotta stack them hunnits
Gotta stack them hunnits
POP DA DON - Blue Raccs Lyrics
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Blue raccs blue bandana
Drugs travel all through my body
I could stuff 100 raccs in my pocket
I drive the foriegn I'm swerving can't stop me
Keep it on me dare a nigga try me
Running from my demons got me sliding
They got me sliding
They got me sliding
Got blue raccs stuffed in my jeans
Put pain in this spliff I ain't sipping no lean
This dangerous it get so I stay with my G
I did a lot to get here so I say what I mean
I been outside so I stay with my G
Gotta be on timing
Gotta be on timing
I can't love her cause I love my phantom
Can't buy no more houses I need me a mansion
Can't do business for thousands no more I need millions
I keep counting until my hands ain't got no feeling
Keep chasing this money stack it to the ceiling
Gotta stack them hunnits
Gotta stack them hunnits
I don't need them to tell me I'm the man
I make that bitch eat that dicc with no hands
Love how I fucc don't want share with her friends
She let me do it again and again
I stay at the box tryna get my revenge
I'm at the bank & I'm playing to win
Rich street nigga drive me a Beem or a Benz
I just want the money I don't want no friends
I got the G with the sticc and the fan
They say they was on that but them niggas ran
I don't even wanna politic with niggas, long as I got my money I don't care
Put ya money up nigga you don't even dare
When I was banging out with niggas they was scared
We was going to war them niggas wasn't there
I got my GED I came prepared
Spin his blocc leave the sticc in the trash, he should already know I ain't got fear in my heart
On my own took my fair share of losses
, don't go out my way overplaying my part
I'm just happy I woke up this morning
So I run it up I might not wake up tomorrow
I can't stay out of the foreigns, everytime I blink I go buy a new car
I got that new watch it's audemars
I got a Rollie Patek Philippe me
Just backed out a quarter milly, but I need another one so I could fucc up the city
I'm on the Vybe ain't no you coming with me
Hop out and fye imma shoot til it's empty
Ain't no way u could come to my team and take my troops it's impossible to put them against me
Drugs travel all through my body
I could stuff 100 raccs in my pocket
I drive the foriegn I'm swerving can't stop me
Keep it on me dare a nigga try me
Running from my demons got me sliding
They got me sliding
They got me sliding
Got blue raccs stuffed in my jeans
Put pain in this spliff I ain't sipping no lean
This dangerous it get so I stay with my G
I did a lot to get here so I say what I mean
I been outside so I stay with my G
Gotta be on timing
Gotta be on timing
I can't love her cause I love my phantom
Can't buy no more houses I need me a mansion
Can't do business for thousands no more I need millions
I keep counting until my hands ain't got no feeling
Keep chasing this money stack it to the ceiling
Gotta stack them hunnits
Gotta stack them hunnits
Drugs travel all through my body
I could stuff 100 raccs in my pocket
I drive the foriegn I'm swerving can't stop me
Keep it on me dare a nigga try me
Running from my demons got me sliding
They got me sliding
They got me sliding
Got blue raccs stuffed in my jeans
Put pain in this spliff I ain't sipping no lean
This dangerous it get so I stay with my G
I did a lot to get here so I say what I mean
I been outside so I stay with my G
Gotta be on timing
Gotta be on timing
I can't love her cause I love my phantom
Can't buy no more houses I need me a mansion
Can't do business for thousands no more I need millions
I keep counting until my hands ain't got no feeling
Keep chasing this money stack it to the ceiling
Gotta stack them hunnits
Gotta stack them hunnits
I don't need them to tell me I'm the man
I make that bitch eat that dicc with no hands
Love how I fucc don't want share with her friends
She let me do it again and again
I stay at the box tryna get my revenge
I'm at the bank & I'm playing to win
Rich street nigga drive me a Beem or a Benz
I just want the money I don't want no friends
I got the G with the sticc and the fan
They say they was on that but them niggas ran
I don't even wanna politic with niggas, long as I got my money I don't care
Put ya money up nigga you don't even dare
When I was banging out with niggas they was scared
We was going to war them niggas wasn't there
I got my GED I came prepared
Spin his blocc leave the sticc in the trash, he should already know I ain't got fear in my heart
On my own took my fair share of losses
, don't go out my way overplaying my part
I'm just happy I woke up this morning
So I run it up I might not wake up tomorrow
I can't stay out of the foreigns, everytime I blink I go buy a new car
I got that new watch it's audemars
I got a Rollie Patek Philippe me
Just backed out a quarter milly, but I need another one so I could fucc up the city
I'm on the Vybe ain't no you coming with me
Hop out and fye imma shoot til it's empty
Ain't no way u could come to my team and take my troops it's impossible to put them against me
Drugs travel all through my body
I could stuff 100 raccs in my pocket
I drive the foriegn I'm swerving can't stop me
Keep it on me dare a nigga try me
Running from my demons got me sliding
They got me sliding
They got me sliding
Got blue raccs stuffed in my jeans
Put pain in this spliff I ain't sipping no lean
This dangerous it get so I stay with my G
I did a lot to get here so I say what I mean
I been outside so I stay with my G
Gotta be on timing
Gotta be on timing
I can't love her cause I love my phantom
Can't buy no more houses I need me a mansion
Can't do business for thousands no more I need millions
I keep counting until my hands ain't got no feeling
Keep chasing this money stack it to the ceiling
Gotta stack them hunnits
Gotta stack them hunnits
Writer: DeAndre LeBron
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