Racks Stuffed Inna Couch Lyrics – Chief Keef

Racks Stuffed Inna Couch is a Latest English Rap Song sung by Chief Keef. Racks Stuffed Inna Couch Song Lyrics is written by Chief Keef & Young Malcolm and the music to the song is given by Young Malcolm. The song is sung by “Chief Keef“.

Racks Stuffed Inna Couch Lyrics

Phew, wooh, phew, wooh (Sos’ baby)
Phew, wooh, phew, wooh (GBE baby)
Phew, wooh (5th gang, baby)

Phew, wooh, phew, wooh, phew, wooh (Sit gang baby, Linen gang baby, Get It gang baby)
Ayy ayy ayy ayy

6 hundred a ounce (Ayy)
40 my waist (My waist)
Said “Who worse?” (Who worse?)
40 to your face (Po po)
Stitch his lips up (Ayy)
What did he say? (What he say?)

I got Monster Bus (Bang bang)
[?] (Bang bang)
Got his ass baked (Ayy)
I was in the late (Dududuh)
Put a quarter mill (Skkrrrt)
Pussy in the hate (B!tch)

I was goin’ state (Skrt)
State to state (State)
Feet on the gas (Aaaaahhh)
Takin’ no break
Hangin’ out the window (Gang)
Throwin’ my set (Gang)
Stick made him lose weight (Bang)

Jenny Craig (Bang)
Tell my opps “What up though?”, tell ’em drop dead (Bang)
Tell ’em all “Su*k a d!ck” (Bang)
That’s what I said (Bang, bang)
Put a chеck on his head (Bang, bang)
How much in my pants? (Bang, ayy, bang, ayy, bang, ayy)

Put a check on his head and it got 6 digits (Bang, bang, ayy, gang, ayy, bang, ayy, bang, ayy, ayy, bang bang, ayy)
6 digits (Ayy ayy ayy, bang bang)
I takе all my fu*kin’ hit in a minute (Bang bang bang)
Pull up in a car, actin’ crazy, lease in it (Bang, ayy, ayy, bang bang, ayy)
I can buy a Bustdown Rollie every minute (Bang bang, dududuh)
Nigga, put me to your block, I send my shorties to talk (Bang)

He’ll start playin’, he send shots, shorty gon’ score (Dududuh)
My lil cousin just got caught with a switch in the ‘Raq (Aaahhhhhh, bang bang)
Your chest up, I got some shit, put you on your back (Bang bang bang)
Give a fu*k what they got, I got that sack (Bang)
He was sneak dissin’ Sosa, it got him whack’ (Ffff beep beep beep beep, dududuh)
Boy ya on thin ice that shit might crack (Beep beep, bang)
All I know spend da sack and get it right back (Beep beep, bang)
RIP Tray Savage get hit with the Mac (Bang, Tray Savage)
I broke lil baby’s heart, please see if she’s in tact (Ayy ayy)
Lamborghini, Hellcat, might see the back (Skrt)

Red Eye, scat pack might see the track (Skrt skrt skrt)
You ain’t talkin’ about the green, I’ll fade to black (Huh)
Since when I get white money (Ayy) and b!tch I’m black (Sos’ baby)
Gang stupid T’d up but we don’t do crack (Glo Gang)
Foenem in the trap, trappin’, might slip you a pack (Sit gang, Linen gang, Get It gang, Glo Gang)
You all worried about these hoes, go flip you a pack (Ayy ayy, gang gang)
You been up poppin’ addies, go getchu a nap (Huh huh huh huh huh huh)
Runnin’ up on the gang make yo ass take a nap
You can give motherfu*ka a mile and they gon’ take a lap (Bang)
I got a Tommy gun in my lap (Bang bang)

Glory boyz was made in the trap (Ayy, bang)
You be sneak dissin’ and be on my d!ck (Bang bang)
Keep your fit, we want your fitty clapped (Bang, ayy)
Grab his ass up in some rental wrap (Bang bang)
Sippin’ turtle, b!tch, I’m finna snap (Bang)
Ayy bro, mute the beat, I’m finna clap (Bang)
We got pig guns, nigga, crab (Bang, ayy)
Pow pow pow, can you crouch? (Huh?)
I got racks stuffed in a couch (Ayy, aaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyy)
I be in less shit inna house (Ayy ayy ayy)
I get Animal style at In N out (Bang bang)
My mind beat that L like a blip (Bang bang)
Tie ya shoes b!tch, ’cause I’m a trip (Bang bang)

I’m like Harley, don’t give me the lip (Bang bang)
Buy that pipe, we gon’ let it rip (Bang)
You a d!ck su*kin’, d!ck holder hit your lips (Bang)
Choppa shaking out my hand, had to get a grip (Bang)
It’s the ass for me, baby it’s the hips (Huh)
She hold my racks for me, like a big geep

Song Details

Song Racks Stuffed Inna Couch
Singer Chief Keef
Lyrics By Chief Keef & Young Malcolm
Produced By Young Malcolm
Genre Rap
Release Date 14 October, 2022

Music Video

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