paroles de chanson Racin' (feat. Lil Tjay) - Kj Balla

Yeah, yeah
(You know the fucking vibes nigga, I don't need no intro)
Look (We jumpin' straight in)

The truth is
I don't think none of these niggas is fuckin' with me (Not all)
She tryna fuck on a nigga
Lil' bitch
Get some money 'cause you can't get nothin' for free (Hahaha)
I just pull up with a stick
I let that shit hit but I got niggas dumpin' for me (Grr)
I just put some young niggas on the payroll
Them young niggas huntin' for me

Back to back, two cars racing (Skrrt)
Look, tell me how y'all niggas want it
When they see us, man, them niggas be running
Swear to God, man, I came up from nothing
Shit getting too R rated (Okay)
Look, two bitches up in my bed
Both of them bitches is giving me head
Still got a Glock, I got one in the head

So don't you run up on a nigga
I got some niggas that's with me that's feening
To dump on a nigga (Feening to dump on a nigga)
Look, twenty thousand on the bezel
I swear I be fronting on niggas (Gang, gang, gang)
Huh, tell me if you want the smoke
I'm messin' up, watch with them niggas
Put the opps names in songs
We put them in blunts lil' nigga (That's facts)

Yeah, they know I'm the goat (Huh)
Show these niggas how to do this drill shit
I ain't never take the flow (At all)
I got niggas prayin' on my downfall
They don't wanna see me blow (Look)
But I never gave a fuck
I'ma keep on going till I'm in a Ghost (Skrrt)
Look, then I'm going ghost (Ghost, ha)

Back to back, two cars racing
Look, tell me how y'all niggas want it
When they see us, man, them niggas be running
Swear to God, man, I came up from nothing
Shit getting too R rated
Look, two bitches up in my bed
Both of them bitches is giving me head
Still got a Glock, I got one in the head

Back to back, two cars racing
Look, tell me how y'all niggas want it
When they see us, man, them niggas be running
Swear to God, man, I came up from nothing
Shit getting too R rated
Look, two bitches up in my bed
Both of them bitches is giving me head
Still got a Glock, I got one in the head

Don't you think 'cause I'm humble I'm pussy
Two killers right here with me, both of them masked up
I got FNs and .30s, the Glock's in the whip
Moving with me, I dare someone act up
Niggas spoke on my name then got packed up
Shot these bullets, gon' hit like a Mack Truck
When I see you, you better be strapped up (Strapped)
Fuck around, it's gon' be a disaster

If you run up on me, you a dumb nigga, suicidal, you finna be dead
'Cause you know I don't fight
Once I up on this pipe, all I know is I'm busting for heads
Niggas hating, I've been getting the bread
Tryna argue but I left 'em on read
No discussion 'cause I said what I said (Said)
But just know we don't shoot for no legs (Bitch)

My nigga kept it goin', now it's lit
I put like fifty rounds in the clip
They know who running towns, we're legit
Catch a opp, lay him down in the sit
I crashed the dummy down, roll a spliff
Cruisin' 'round dummy town in the whip
Bro just caught two hits the other day
I think it's time to take another trip

Back to back, two cars racing
Look, tell me how y'all niggas want it
When they see us, man, them niggas be running
Swear to God, man, I came up from nothing
Shit getting too R rated
Look, two bitches up in my bed
Both of them bitches is giving me head
Still got a Glock, I got one in the head

Back to back, two cars racing
Look, tell me how y'all niggas want it
When they see us, man, them niggas be running
Swear to God, man, I came up from nothing
Shit getting too R rated
Look, two bitches up in my bed
Both of them bitches is giving me head
Still got a Glock, I got one in the head