"Hunnid Rack Duffle" lyrics

[UnoTheActivist:]
Only Blac Youngsta's out, ha-ha (Ha, for real)
That nigga was definitely talking his shit
Ah, man, they freed Blac Youngsta, man
Free Blac Youngsta, man, free Kodak, man
Oh-oh (If you a real one, I gotcha)

Hundred racks in the duffle
Got a hundred racks in the duffle
Louis V duffle bag
Baby, got a hundred racks, throw 'em in the duffle
In that bag came a Uzi with the muzzle
If a nigga get wrong, he a dub
I can't kick it 'cause the shoes might scuff
Can't nobody get inside my bubble
Shout out my shooter, my shooter, my shooter
Man, shout out my shooter, my shooter, my shooter
Run it up, run it up, run it up
Running with all of the niggas that run it up too
Do what I do 'cause I had to do
Call up my trap, the heat faded, I'm living through you
Shout out my haters, the one motivated
The one I called bae, and the savages too

Thinking of you, pretty little view
Thanking my troops, stand in salute
My diamonds are blue
I think my life is a movie, and you
That nigga who shot me, he die in a few
I hate the queues, I'm living proof
Of how to do you, they living through me
I am the youngest face of the OGs (You dig?)
I don't bang, I'm overseas
Trips out to Paris, they greet like, "Oui, oui"
Big Baller Brand, my belt is BB
Test it little, man my chain is VVs
I am the blueprint, the plan, the seed
Cartier complement Riccardo Tisci
All of the girls in the audience scream
It's a Audemars wrist and it bling (Audis and Beamers)

Hundred racks in the duffle
Got a hundred racks in the duffle
Louis V duffle bag
Baby, got a hundred racks, throw 'em in the duffle
In that bag came a Uzi with the muzzle
If a nigga get wrong, he a dub
I can't kick it 'cause the shoes might scuff
Can't nobody get inside my bubble
Shout out my shooter, my shooter, my shooter
Man, shout out my shooter, my shooter, my shooter
Run it up, run it up, run it up
Running with all of the niggas that run it up too
Do what I do 'cause I had to do
Call up my trap, the heat faded, I'm living through you
Shout out my haters, the one motivated
The one I call bae, and the savages too

[MDMA:]
little Molly Mean, viva la vie
Can't deny me, something I be (Oh)
Saturn my neck, change [?]
These diamonds forever, immortal, I be (Yeah)
Mad in your back, watch your back, watch your boo thang
Two SS [?] like a cruise ship
Wouldn't brag 'bout the bag but who made you?
Thinking like the bad is hard, get moving
Top it off, man, all in all
Every circle gon' fall in fall
Everybody know I'mma ball
She a shining knight, armor on
See you got your guard and all
Molly take your armor off
I'mma keep banging like a bullet fully fully
I'mma pull a motherfucker 'til my arm exhaust

[UnoTheActivist:]
Hundred racks in the duffle
Got a hundred racks in the duffle
Louis V duffle bag
Baby, got a hundred racks, throw 'em in the duffle
In that bag came a Uzi with the muzzle
If a nigga get wrong, he a dub
I can't kick it 'cause the shoes might scuff
Can't nobody get inside my bubble
Shout out my shooter, my shooter, my shooter
Man, shout out my shooter, my shooter, my shooter
Run it up, run it up, run it up
Running with all of the niggas that run it up too
Do what I do 'cause I had to do
Call up my trap, the heat faded, I'm living through you
Shout out my haters, the one motivated
The one I call bae, and the savages too