[Intro: Rackz LC]
How could you snake me? You're my chargie, ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Chargie, ahh-ahh-ahh
[Chorus: Rackz LC]
Dargie you got me, how could you snake me you're my chargie, Wallahi
No one could talk, yeah, we're the hardest Somalis
Twenty Eight G's up in my backpack it's savvy, yeah, ahh
Cappin', you're lyin'
How did I fall for all the bookie disguises
This isn't beef, I call it war 'cause it's frying
Once I be talking to the Askaar they crying, ahh-ahh
[Verse 1: Rackz LC]
Racko too trappy I'm flying out yeah that's far though
I was in the bando, youngin waiting for a cargo
Dargie moving bookie, is you scheming, why you scheming
When I heard you snitch my nigga I couldn't believe it
Deceiving, decеiving, how long was you scheming?
Used to say I got you, now I wanna see you leaking
Facе up on a T and bullets coming out your back
Told my youngin hold the stick, he knows to never lack
[Verse 2: Triksz LC]
I-I've been up, all day and all night
Wishing I could sell these drugs all the time
Free my broski yeah, you know he done a crime, he done a crime, so he's doin' time
If I grab another wap, then I'ma slide
All them boy that rap is cap, they all lie
My nigga was about to leave the streets but then he died
Pull up to his crib and his marj always crying
[Chorus: Rackz LC]
Dargie you got me, how could you snake me you're my chargie, Wallahi
No one could talk, yeah, we're the hardest Somalis
Twenty-eight G's up in my backpack it's savvy, yeah, ahh
Cappin', you're lying
How did I fall for all the bookie disguises
This isn't beef, I call it war 'cause it's frying
Once I be talking to the Askaar they crying, ahh-ahh
[Verse 2: Rackz LC]
Put you in the mud, put your face up on the news
I was in the opp block, really moving loose
Young boy on a glide he just tryna spill some juice
Free my broski ASAP, 'cause he took one of the goons
Took one of the goons, the fuck they gonna do?
Shave him in the heart then the mandem smoke a zoot
Saw him on the mains then I put him in my boot
Screaming like a bitch while I unplug him like a goon
[Verse 3: Gwoppa LC]
We skrrr to 10, hundred racks to my name
Don't talk on my name
Steppin' out the range, I'm sliding in that Jeep
Steppin' with the heat, and the heath of the West
Two slugs in his chest, man he should've wore a vest
Never thought he was a phonie
That's was broski
In the same cell nigga was my codie
Wish I done you in the back
Told my younger, "Watch your chat"
Go round there make it slap on a opp boy
Twelve gauge, two shots in this convoy
[Bridge: Rackz LC, Triksz LC]
Is he your boy, is he your dargie? (Ahh)
He said, "Allow me, I'm Somali" (Ahh)
In the Bentley doing fast speeds (Ahh)
In the Urus, switchin' car keys (Ahh)
I'm still screamin', "Free my dargies" (Ahh)
I'm still screamin', "Free my dargies"
[Verse 4: Rackz LC]
Came up from the floor, now I'm up in Dior
Askar at the bando, holy shit, they're at the door
I was in the field just sippin' vodka all alone
Gwoppa hit my line said, "It's a ting", I said let's go
I was in the bando, pourin' up a four
You said that you got me, baby you're a whore
I see them envy and they scheming
Used to say I got you, now I wanna see you leaking
[Chorus: Rackz LC]
Dargie you got me, how could you snake me you're my chargie, Wallahi
No one could talk, yeah, we're the hardest Somalis
Twenty AG's up in my backpack it's savvy, yeah, ahh
Cappin', you're lying
How did I fall for all the bookie disguises
This isn't beef, I call it war 'cause it's frying
Once I be talking to the Askaar they crying, ahh-ahh
