I Got That Sack Remix Lyrics

Bitch IExplain'm Sacked up Bitch I'm Racked
up Bitch I'm Stacked up I say now big gold madelion look like big
bottle of ace
Someone looked and told her girlfriend, bitch they
spraying me She said bitch won't you chill, girl
that's just that nigga chain Won't you sit back
and chill, and watch that nigga do his thang
Say I'm flaked up shining, bitch I'm looking like
a brick Hit Gotti on his iPhone like boy you
gotta hit Got a seven hundred thousand lambo in
the lot Leave straight up out the bitch and whip
a lambo in the pot Going hard turnt up I'm
Blowing bands up in this bitch Man I'm bout to
start throwing rubber bands up in this bitch
Man you see me out shining nigga know I got
that 4 All you niggas here hating know I
leave it with your hoe Taking blunts to the head,
I'm Dj Khaled in this bitch All you niggas talking tough put a
address on that shit Yeah it's 29 yeah them
niggas know I got that pack All my grinding all year,
bitches know I got set

In the club goin' hard, niggas know I got them
racks In the kitchen whippin' hard, niggas know
I got that sack In this bitch goin hard, niggas
know I got them racks In the kitchen whippin' hard,
niggas know I got that
sack I Rock Gucci, Louis Prada Niggas know I
shop at Saks
f*ck they know I shop at Fifth f*ck the money don't make
you real
Bitch I'm racked up, shawty buy my cars off the
lot Thirty bills for a show and 35 for a block
On myself about my deal, yeah that's a half of
mill Half of mill 500 yeah that's a half of crib

Bitch I'm million dollar living, chilling, cooling by
the pool In the club going hard, throwing money
like a fool And the main feel hard, so I know what
she gonna do Suck the skin off the dick, she be wetter than a pool Right on, right on the club
My iPhone shawty got some tight on
And if she call me, she gone for the night, hoe
Smack it on her ass, pulling her from the back
She want it she can get it
Cause she know I got that sex
They call me nascar got it nigga all you is zoom
Yeah I'm scrapped up shawty, nigga all you
hear is boom

In the club goin' hard, niggas know I got them
racks In the kitchen whippin' hard, niggas know
I got that sack In this bitch goin hard, niggas
know I got them racks In the kitchen whippin'
hard, niggas know I got that sack
Racks, sacks, racks, sacks, racks
Me you know I got it
Racks, sacks, racks, sacks, racks
You know I got it

Got sick racks and big sacks
I'm filled up with big gats
We will f*ck you try us
Them hoes won't deny us
My swag get me erythang
Guess money can't buy bruh
I'm the truth what God love jehova allahja
Stack dough so tall till its hard to see I'm where you wanna be, can't
dodge the G
Running with a crew nigga hard as me
12 years in the game no robbery
Hey nigga talk that shit I do for real I bought Maybachs cash brand
new for real
A lil deal for the crib it's super ill
My grand kids'll live off my tunchehi deal
Chuchi, I'm still paid,This music it will wait
100 they still hate...twice and I'm still straight
Got old money and a new bank Filthy rich nigga who
ain't
I'm moving maine what you can't Am I sacked up, what
you think?
In the club goin' hard, niggas know I got them
racksIn the kitchen whippin' hard, niggas know I
got that sack In this bitch goin hard, niggas
know I got them racks In the kitchen whippin'
hard, niggas know I got that sack

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