Haciendo plata, mas de diez pacas en la chain
Okay, tengo una b#tch trepada a my pants
No para el dinero, no me quieren ni ver
Preguntaban por mi, ahora saben quien es
No suenan asi, no tienen mi nivel
Si-si saco un tema les doy de comer
Si les ponen mi [?] no saben que hacer
Tengo un par de b#tches en toa’ my chains
Tengo un par de b#tches contando los cien
Car new car, can’t you b#tch, [?
Mo-money, ah, money sick, money adentro ‘e mi mente
Money flota’ aspiro racks, aspiro racks
Aumentando la velocidad, yendo fast
Huh, yeah, huh, yendo fast
Estando racks contando to’ los miles
Se que no le’ gusta entonces no miren [my bang
Racks in the floor, racks en la habitacion
‘Tan tratando de imitarme, no queda stock
Star, star, star, star, star, star, star, star
Haciendo plata, mas de diez pacas en la chain
Okay, tengo una b#tch trepada a my pants
No para el dinero, no me quieren ni ver
Preguntaban por mi, ahora saben quien es
No suenan asi, no tienen mi nivel
Si-si saco un tema les doy de comer
Si les ponen mi [?] no saben que hacer
Tengo un par de b#tches en toa’ my chains
Tengo un par de b#tches contando los cien
Car new car, can’t you b#tch, [?
Mo-money, ah, money sick, money adentro ‘e mi mente
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Zell – Damn
Zell – Fino
Rackz Lyrics English
Making money, more than ten bales in the chain
Okay, I have a climbed b#tch to my pants
Not for money, do not want me or see
They asked for me, now they know who is
They do not sound like that, they do not have my level
Yes-if I take a topic I give them to eat
If they put them [?] They do not know what to do
I have a pair of b#tches in Toa ‘My Chains
I have a pair of b#tches telling the hundred
Car NEW Car, Can not You b#tch, [?
Mo-money, ah, money sick, money in ‘e my mind
Money Fleet ‘Aspirate Racks, Inspiration Racks
Increasing speed, going fast
Huh, yeah, huh, going fast
Being racks counting to ‘the thousands
I know you do not like you then do not look [my bang
Racks in the Floor, Racks in the room
‘So trying to imitate me, there is no stock
Star, Star, Star, Star, Star, Star, Star, Star
Making money, more than ten bales in the chain
Okay, I have a climbed b#tch to my pants
Not for money, do not want me or see
They asked for me, now they know who is
They do not sound like that, they do not have my level
Yes-if I take a topic I give them to eat
If they put them [?] They do not know what to do
I have a pair of b#tches in Toa ‘My Chains
I have a pair of b#tches telling the hundred
Car NEW Car, Can not You b#tch, [?
Mo-money, ah, money sick, money in ‘e my mind
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Zell Lyrics – Rackz