[Huno Rackz]: Walking around with a lot of sh**2x
Can't trust any face b**h!
Walking around with a lot sh**!
Can't trust any face b**h!
[Huno Rackz]: Raised in Portland, ain't no city like this land, hustling to this money man ; hands still cold, scoring, riding around the city nothing's boring, wake up every morning, hungry asf!
[Huno Rackz]: I'm gone then, on my own grind then, cashing out with my bros stayin lowkey still making noise. Acting funny y'all get left, fake n***as trying to trend, I can't even trust no friends, everybody tryna play me ; Till my bread end daily!
[Huno Rackz]: Walking around with a lot of sh**2x
Can't trust any face b**h!
[Huno Rackz]: Keep thinking that everyday! But I'm out everyday, with my mains trying to play, if it's about money I will play! Hungry for that cash, ain't nobody feeding us, stomach empty just like trash, So I chased a couple bags!
[Khiddo Rackz]: Gotta keep the tool on me brosky got the 40 though, he will do you dirty though, swinging poles we from the O, all we know is counting doe, get the bearal I get head, I can't even trust a soul when I'm out here counting doe! All you nuggas is some hoes put the 30 to your dome! Let's get it!
[Huno Rackz]: I touched a couple bandz, ain't ever been a fan fakes, cause these snakes be so sneaky, OP n***as tryna to shoot, bust them down with tooly, wilding out off that ooly! Posted in the trap running in my trues disrespect you gonna tooled my clips don't play & my smoke don't haze I smoke that full purp b**h don't play!
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