Текст песни Hack It Up - J.E $osa , C.I.N

Wrap it up
Clap it up
Dawg I know
You just act it up
Car full of hoes
Let me smack it up
I rack it up
Clap it up
Smack it up
Mack it up
Rack it up
Hack it up
Bitch believe me
I keep it eazy 100
Even if I'm cruising pretty hard
I don't fall for pussy like lamar
Young chihuahua want the smoke (Uh-uh)
You don't want the drama you gon choke
Players playing players but I'm the fuckin coach
Never did any favors cuz they just a hoax
I need more fuckin haters on my throat
My ways is major like i'm
Im gon flame cuz this special
Like huh
Im gon burn this system for its isms
And listen cuz these pistons
Locked and loaded
Ready to rock the chosen
Fuck capping
Call me moses
Cuz im like 2pac ghosts
So don't compare me to them other guys
Yeah stare too long you might die
Rule number 1 from where i from
Oh yeah u think u can run
Yo wanna jinx ya luck
Keep on talking tough
Keep on acting dumb
Son of bitch
Im a son of a gun
Fuck if you rich
If you aint hov
Or anything of the mix

Rack it up
Stack it up
Shawty got that ass she back it up
I'm flowing
I'm going
I'm pourin
You makin it rain I make it snowing
I'm tryna rap I'm not even joking
The fuck is you smoking
I'm ballin
This money is callin
These raps can put niggas in they coffin
Imma make Thorne city poppin
Niggas be talking
But I don't see em walkin

Ooh hack it up, like I play with computers
I mack it up, like I stay with shooters
Thick bitch I slap it up
Been moving quietly 'cause niggas been acting up
Chasing a bag, but they getting mad as fuck
Yea I guess it's called hating
But when it comes to money I can never stay patient
Smiling to my momma 'cause she knows that I made it
Finna pay in full, nigga fuck payments
Talking about you're the best, nah you're the lamest
Fcm coming for the rest, yea we the greatest
Yea what did you expect from the best team?
Staying ten toes while y'all getting messy
Yea don't test me, please don't test me
Sick ass nigga but don't try to check me