Oooh shit
This f*cked up
Got to record this
Before they lock me up
Crackers see you living good
Want to take your stuff
Lock you up
Tax you hard
They don't give a f*ck
Send blue falcons
To f*ck you up
I'm on my grind
Not tryna shine
In background
Tryna mind my business
Blue falcon 4g
Mad single soldiers
F*ckin all the local birches
Dick long black
Midwest raised
Where they slave bitches
For tender
Better watch your bitch back
I have her selling pussy on the air base
Ill pimp her
First sgt
Got wind
He gave me extra duty
Ar15
Serve my time
Court Marshall unit
Restrict me to the barracks
Reduced my pay
Ranger snuck in Spanish birches
Pretty hair ass and titties
They got tamales
I got tequila
They brought Molly
I smashed everybody
Shifted my focus
After some riches
Blue Falcons is crackers
Stop me in Kansas
Why you got loud
Why you got pistols?
Oh you got bread?
With us you gon split it
They lock me up
Took my pistol
Took my AR
Crackers set my bond
Scheduled my court date
Ain't want to let me get a phone call
Locked me in a cell
Blood on the wall
Cracker took me to the box
Look of fear on my cellmate face
Rashad Holt - Raceclock Lyrics
Rashad Holt - Raceclock Lyrics
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Oooh shit
This f*cked up
Got to record this
Before they lock me up
Crackers see you living good
Want to take your stuff
Lock you up
Tax you hard
They don't give a f*ck
Send blue falcons
To f*ck you up
I'm on my grind
Not tryna shine
In background
Tryna mind my business
Blue falcon 4g
Mad single soldiers
F*ckin all the local birches
Dick long black
Midwest raised
Where they slave bitches
For tender
Better watch your bitch back
I have her selling pussy on the air base
Ill pimp her
First sgt
Got wind
He gave me extra duty
Ar15
Serve my time
Court Marshall unit
Restrict me to the barracks
Reduced my pay
Ranger snuck in Spanish birches
Pretty hair ass and titties
They got tamales
I got tequila
They brought Molly
I smashed everybody
Shifted my focus
After some riches
Blue Falcons is crackers
Stop me in Kansas
Why you got loud
Why you got pistols?
Oh you got bread?
With us you gon split it
They lock me up
Took my pistol
Took my AR
Crackers set my bond
Scheduled my court date
Ain't want to let me get a phone call
Locked me in a cell
Blood on the wall
Cracker took me to the box
Look of fear on my cellmate face
This f*cked up
Got to record this
Before they lock me up
Crackers see you living good
Want to take your stuff
Lock you up
Tax you hard
They don't give a f*ck
Send blue falcons
To f*ck you up
I'm on my grind
Not tryna shine
In background
Tryna mind my business
Blue falcon 4g
Mad single soldiers
F*ckin all the local birches
Dick long black
Midwest raised
Where they slave bitches
For tender
Better watch your bitch back
I have her selling pussy on the air base
Ill pimp her
First sgt
Got wind
He gave me extra duty
Ar15
Serve my time
Court Marshall unit
Restrict me to the barracks
Reduced my pay
Ranger snuck in Spanish birches
Pretty hair ass and titties
They got tamales
I got tequila
They brought Molly
I smashed everybody
Shifted my focus
After some riches
Blue Falcons is crackers
Stop me in Kansas
Why you got loud
Why you got pistols?
Oh you got bread?
With us you gon split it
They lock me up
Took my pistol
Took my AR
Crackers set my bond
Scheduled my court date
Ain't want to let me get a phone call
Locked me in a cell
Blood on the wall
Cracker took me to the box
Look of fear on my cellmate face
Writer: Jonathan Williams
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