THRAXX! ft. D6 Flacko Lyrics

Racks, whole lot of vv stones

My brother be serving the pack (Uh-huh)

You know we be getting em gone (Huh)

We pull up we smoking on thraxx (On thraxx)

We walk out that bitch smoking strong (Smoking strong)

She calling me back to back (Don't do it)

Shawty won't leave me alone

Bah, bah, bah

I won't pick up my phone (My phone)

Already know what I'm on

When I get in that zone

You get cracked in your dome

You get cracked in your dome

Young nigga he'll run in your home

Young nigga walking round with a bag full of money

Like baby I been on my own

Mmm ha-yeah

Mmm ha-yeah

Shawty want to fuck I just want the head

Tell em that's up I know where they at

I know where they at

My shooter ain't aiming for the ground nigga aiming for they head

Aiming for they neck

Aiming for they leg

Aim it at they head

Shoot it at they leg

Aiming at his chest

Shooting at his dreads

He ain't like the rest

Nigga aw yeah

Talking to the feds

Aw yeah hundred thousand they can't fit in my jeans

The label calling I be letting it ring

Huh yeah, huh yeah

I got that sack and its filled with some bread

Up in the back where we count up them deads

And that fuck nigga mad I'm not letting him in

Twin, count up racks for me

Yeah don't even drop no bag niggas blow that strap for free

I'm tryna figure it out on why that nigga mad

Cause he probably be mad cause I'm doing him bad

I just hopped off the jet and I think I got lag

I just picked up a duffle a whole lot of racks

I pulled it out and she said what is that

Nothing 'lil baby about fifty stacks

Me and my brother still ride round packs

No pulling over I'm pushing the dash

No pulling over I give it my last

I fucked his hoe not with one string attached

I do not care cause I'm strictly bout cash

And remember them days when she won' do me bad

Dare you to get mad bitch get hit with the mag

Brodie say he won' split shit with a mac

We walk in the mall and we pop all the tags

No I don't give no fuck cause I'm living like that

Racks, whole lot of vv stones

My brother be serving the pack (Uh-huh)

You know we be getting em gone (Huh)

We pull up we smoking on thraxx (On thraxx)

We walk out that bitch smoking strong (Smoking strong)

She calling me back to back (Don't do it)

Shawty won't leave me alone

Bah, bah, bah

I won't pick up my phone (My phone)

Already know what I'm on

When I get in that zone

You get cracked in your dome

You get cracked in your dome

Young nigga he'll run in your home

Young nigga walking round with a bag full of money

Like baby I been on my own