TMOR&RB

[Intro: [justkenneth] & Lil 86]
Start the fucking beat already
Hold up
The fuck are you waiting for?
One second, bro
Start the fuckin'-

Beat 1

[Chorus: Lil 86]
These the misadventures of Racks and Raw Blacks
We shoot to kill, throw up sets, pop pills, all that
We whippin' in this miracle, it's different, 'cause it's all black
These niggas talkin' shit until we shoot and they just fall back

[Verse 1: [justkenneth]]
Just to fall back, shit
I want money, I want sex, that's the big facts
But I just need fame, ask my homie Racks
Ask my homie Racks, shit, just ask my homie Racks
My pockets been grew, all my minions count the cash
I know, I'm incredible, making deals on the dash
I'm just chillin', man, with my homie Racks
Tryna cook a hit on these fuckin' tracks, but it ain't workin'
Do I need bad bitches that are good at twerkin'? (Yes)
Do I need Insta' posts where I keep smirkin'? (Yes)
Do I need funny characters reoccurrin'? (Yes)
I don't know, but I was told that I gotta make up some shit, man
I'm really on gang shit when I roll with the guys
[?] heavy weight, now he duckin' the line
And you know he brought the baddies, so I had to let 'em slide
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