Lil Rachett - Otb

Wrap it up ship it out
Run it up
On the gang I be high asf
Get money sack chase overtime
Now I need a back brace
Real nigga
Trap jitt trap shit
Glock nine get clapped with
Pull up
Lil bros right side
No more nice guys
Wrap it up ship it out
Run it up
On the gang I be high asf
Get money sack chase overtime
Now I need a back brace
Real nigga
Trap jitt trap shit
Glock nine get clapped with
Pull up
Lil bros right side
No more nice guys
Gang shit bang shit
Gun so big I cant aim it
Get money fuck a bitch
Fuck her friend
I bet dat make her mad
He cuff the hoe
I duck the hoe
I think she slow
Cant even be mad
My brothers tho
I keep them close
Load them up and grab a black mask
I know dat my brothers we ready
Counting this cake with confetti
Feeling like pac macaveili
These niggas is sweeter then jelly
Ayeeee
Pull a play run it up doubled up
Straight hen in my double cup
High asf drunk asf turnt up
I cant let up
Pull up hop out
Tick tock here come them guns shots
Nick rock kick rocks
Right hook lil nigga lights out
Twenty wall shinning good lockjaw
Jitt bite down
Thirty wall super soak you a hoe
Lil nigga no sugarcoat
Wrap it up ship it out
Run it up
On the gang I be high asf
Get money sack chase overtime
Now I need a back brace
Real nigga
Trap jitt trap shit
Glock nine get clapped with
Pull up
Lil bros right side
No more nice guys
Wrap it up ship it out
Run it up
On the gang I be high asf
Get money sack chase overtime
Now I need a back brace
Real nigga
Trap jitt trap shit
Glock nine get clapped with
Pull up
Lil bros right side
No more nice guys
Gang gang same thang
Still in the hood
Dodging the chain gain
Add it up run it up big bucks
Choppa spit like hickups
Let it go let it blow you want smoke
Puhhh letme know
Im the goat you a hoe
Uhummhmmm let me clear my throat
Im a boss took a loss In the hood
And im still trynna make it out
My bro's no friends no way the end
T.E the end
So cold like wind
Pro tools im on
Dont call my phone
Lil hoe im gone
Lil hoe im gone
Wrap it up ship it out
Run it up
On the gang I be high asf
Get money sack chase overtime
Now I need a back brace
Real nigga
Trap jitt trap shit
Glock nine get clapped with
Pull up
Lil bros right side
No more nice guys
Wrap it up ship it out
Run it up
On the gang I be high asf
Get money sack chase overtime
Now I need a back brace
Real nigga
Trap jitt trap shit
Glock nine get clapped with
Pull up
Lil bros right side
No more nice guys

Written by:
Lawrence Wade

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