Rack City
Lyrics
We outchea in lasgidi Bouncing on the beat rack city Bitch tryna hold me down with her tities telling me some darling thing Well I'm sorry I ain't speedy I ain't smallz, my flows biggie Bad boy flux, stunting like diddy Hit it, they said they love the way I spit it Kogbagidi, got the resume yea I giddit One question, are you with me I bet you really understand the way i'm fucking feeling They asking me how I did it, admit it oh you want the code 18,1,16 that's the digit, digit Why you comparing you know we got different destiny Ema lo be si mi, wait what the fuck you telling me You sitting next to me saying shit what you talking pessimist You ain't my fuckin bank so why the fuck are you accessing me I'm sick got a medical proof Doctor couldn't treat so I bought a medical book To know the treatment, had to get some medical tools After the diagnosis, the tools gave me some clues Flow virus, I need some medicine now The whole thing be stressing me out Get me a beat pill thats the only medicine now And a mic damn that shit is medicinal
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 01:17
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 66 BPM