ransom

ransom - 60 Racks (Remix) lyrics

rate me

[Intro]

It’s the v mix, hot big said it

When the remy’s in the system

Well I got a 60 clip on me

Like the Ak in my pocket bitch

Get money

60 racks in my pocket, or should I say young money

60 racks in my pocket, hey killer you know the ones

Thug for life

[Hook]

I’m all about that motherfucker paper hoe

This one goes out to all my money making hoes

60 racks in my pocket, 60 racks in my jeans

60 racks in my pocket, top back when I lean

I pull up in that motherfucking phantom ghost

This one goes out to all my niggas getting dough

60 racks in my pocket, 60 racks in my jeans

60 racks in my pocket, top back when I lean

Got niggas know that I’m fuego

Them goons move when I say so

50 cal in big bang, truck loaded of that yayo

These niggas know I don’t play bro

I’m the hottest thing that’s smoking

And I don’t play with these niggas

You can say that for Frank Ocean

Once that thing clap I ain’t joking

Get your chain snatched if you boasting

And that same trap I get open

Get your brain cracking if you loaking

You can’t change that if you floating

Face down in that river,

I came back and I’m focus

Now watch how I deliver

Got 60 racks in my denim

I don’t borrow and I don’t lend them

You can follow me when I spend them

Pop that halopine and I end them

Think it’s Halloween when I get them

This silly raps is no topic

I’m riding round with that rocket

Plus 60 racks in my pocket

[Hook]

I’m all about that motherfucker paper hoe

This one goes out to all my money making hoes

60 racks in my pocket, 60 racks in my jeans

60 racks in my pocket, top back when I lean

I pull up in that motherfucking phantom ghost

This one goes out to all my niggas getting dough

60 racks in my pocket, 60 racks in my jeans

60 racks in my pocket, top back when I lean

60 racks that’s no dough,

Matter fact that’s hoe dough

I make that when I transport it

Back and forth taking no does

Rolex, rose gold, my neck, so cold

She seen that, quarter chill, vm black, quarter mill

Real shop, that’s ...60 dial, quarter roll, for the road

Drop top, gone flow, this is not a photobo

Rich cold, caught the flu, cartier say quarter 2

She suck my dick, swallowed it, my watch then said

Quarter 2,

Dip set, young money, niggas know that money grow

When you talk to me you better talk to me

For not pull dead in my summer home

My summer home, pull ...with like a hundred on

... my jewels wet like a thunderstorm

[Hook]

I’m all about that motherfucker paper hoe

This one goes out to all my money making hoes

60 racks in my pocket, 60 racks in my jeans

60 racks in my pocket, top back when I lean

I pull up in that motherfucking phantom ghost

This one goes out to all my niggas getting dough

60 racks in my pocket, 60 racks in my jeans

60 racks in my pocket, top back when I lean

Swear to got I go so hard they call me Tonchy fuck em all

Can’t pack no gun so I keep a knife like that fucking Chucky doll

I’m at your neck like a shark, on your ass like some draws

I got 3 hoes with me, fuck I look like Santa Clause

And I got bitches all over me, real niggas that roll with me

And we get off way like that one bitch from ...

Got a pair of pants with 4 pockets

15 can each on, do the math you motherfucker

I’m on my robbing leech blood

Skating with my home boys

Talking shit, smoking weed

I over see everything, niggas call me overseas

Young mula motherfucker, click clack buya motherfucker

60 racks in my pocket, try to jack and get ...

[Hook]

I’m all about that motherfucker paper hoe

This one goes out to all my money making hoes

60 racks in my pocket, 60 racks in my jeans

60 racks in my pocket, top back when I lean

I pull up in that motherfucking phantom ghost

This one goes out to all my niggas getting dough

60 racks in my pocket, 60 racks in my jeans

60 racks in my pocket, top back when I lean

I got a ill gift, I’m real swift

They be like damn, he still rich

When I send my man in black

Listen, none of nigga ain’t will smith

I sell coke, I deal piff

When I ride by in that black on black

Menage a trios, with 2 double d’s, come to see, that’s racks on racks

Throw ship in it, I get a deal, on the ground or in the air

Then drop it off, then like LeBronn the 4th quarter

I get a deal, I be me, you be you

Apologies to groovy lou

Sorry bra, I ain’t fucking with ...

Yeah, yeah, tell them be cool

Yeh I rep that ...i ain’t even gonna play with them

All I’m underworld for real

You can fool I’m laying under...that’s black on black

Play around I lay you down, 60 racks on you cap nigga

[Hook]

I’m all about that motherfucker paper hoe

This one goes out to all my money making hoes

60 racks in my pocket, 60 racks in my jeans

60 racks in my pocket, top back when I lean

I pull up in that motherfucking phantom ghost

This one goes out to all my niggas getting dough

60 racks in my pocket, 60 racks in my jeans

60 racks in my pocket, top back when I lean.

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