Racks (feat. Future)
YC
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[Intro:] (YC) What U Got (Racks On Racks On Racks) He Got (Racks On Racks On Racks) We Got (Racks On Racks On Raaaaacks) Leh Go I Got (I Got Racks On Racks On Racks) She Got (Racks On Racks On Racks) They Got (Racks On Racks On Racks) [Chorus:] Got Champaigne Going So Strong Getting Brain While I'm Talking On Da Phone Spend Money When Ya Money's Long Real Street Niggas Ain't No Clone We At Da Top Where We Belong Drank Lean, Rose', Patron Smoking On 1000 Dollas Worth Of Strong When Da Club Bout To Hear Dis Sooonngg (Got Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Got Racks On Racks On Raaaaaacks) (Got Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Niggas Hate Me FaalllBaaacckk) [Verse 1: YC] Gotta Car Lot In My Garage, Gotta Condo Down Near The Stars I'm Geeked Up Off Dem Bars, Gotta Car I Ain't Even Gotta Park No Key Push Button To Start, She Ain't A Dime I Won't Get Hard Got Hoe's Dat Need A Green Card, Say I'm a Dogg But I Dnt Even Bark Got Em Biting His Swag Like Sharks, When I Hit It I'm a Knock It Out The Park Trap Beat So Got Damn Hard, Got Kush Got Lean Got Bar That RE RE Hard To Scale, Got Bricks Dnt Need No Scale I'm Plugged In With The Mail, I'm Part Of The Cartel That ReRock Ain't No Clean, 62 Hundred For A Neen Said F*ck It All Up On Jeans, I'm a True Religion Phein Got Bands In The Pockets Of My Jeans, Need A Kickstand Way I Lean Promethazine Phein, Styrofoam, Sprite And Lean [Chorus:] Got Champaigne Going So Strong Getting Brain While I'm Talking On Da Phone Spend Money When Ya Money's Long Real Street Niggas Ain't No Clone We At Da Top Where We Belong Drank Lean, Rose', Patron Smoking On 1000 Dollas Worth Of Strong When Da Club Bout To Hear Dis Sooonngg (Got Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Got Racks On Racks On Raaaaaacks) (Got Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Niggas Hate Me FaalllBaaacckk) [Verse 2: Future] No Choice Boy I Forced Out Sports, To Go And Cop Sum Ice Designer On My Mojo, I Live In The Spotlight Real Street Nigga Ain't No Flaw, Yung Future Gotta Keep Dat Raw My Swag I Gave To You Niggas, I'm a Need Me A Round Of Applause Bravo (Bravo) Bravo (Bravo) Bravo/ BRAVO BRAVO Gotta 100, 000 Dollars Worth Of Clothes, I'm Froze (I'm Froze) I'm Cold I Keep Me A Big Bank Roll, I Ain't Tricking Off On These Hoes These Hoes Bringing Me They Soul, I Wil Never Sell My Soul Cash Out On All These Cars, These Foreign (Foreign) Broads Gotta Nigga Living In The Stars, I'm On My Way To Mars Got Keyshia, Pam And Nicki, They All Wanna Do A Minaj A.1., Free Band, Free Vans, We Ain't Never Gotta Got Dam Flarge [Chorus:] Got Campaigne Going So Strong Getting Brain While I'm Talking On Da Phone Spend Money When Ya Money's Long Real Street Niggas Ain't No Clone We At Da Top Where We Belong Drank Lean, Rose', Patron Smoking On 1000 Dollas Worth Of Strong When Da Club Bout To Hear Dis Sooonngg (Got Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Got Racks On Racks On Raaaaaacks) (Got Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Niggas Hate Me FaalllBaaacckk) [Verse 3: YC] Gotta Know I Keep Dem Racks, I Stay Counting Them Stacks Dem Girls Want Leave Me Lone, One F*ck Now She Attaaaatched Flow Hot Don't Need No Match, Sell Work Dnt Pay No Tax I'm Turned Up To The Maxx, Don't Even Know How To Relaaaax I Drink So Much Damn Lean, Had To Wake Up On A Bean Got Racks Off In My Jeans, Man Busting Out The Sceeeene Got Kush All In My Lungs, Get High Like Ching and Chong Eight-Hundred A Zone, Ain't Blowing It Less It's Strooong She Hate On My iPhone, Catch Mine And Then I'm Gone This Girl Want Leave Me Lone, I Can Not Take Her Hoooome I'm Gone Off Them Bars, Bitch I'm Not A Star I'm Driving Foreign Cars, Strapped Up No Bodyguuaaaard Got Champaigne Going So Strong Getting Brain While I'm Talking On Da Phone Spend Money When Ya Money's Long Real Street Niggas Ain't No Clone We At Da Top Where We Belong Drank Lean, Rose', Patron Smoking On 1000 Dollas Worth Of Strong When Da Club Bout To Hear Dis Sooonngg (Got Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Got Racks On Racks On Raaaaaacks) (Got Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Niggas Hate Me FaalllBaaacckk) (YC) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Raaaaaacks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Racks) (Racks On Racks On Raaaaaacks)
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Written by: CHRISTOPHER DANIELS MILLER, NAYVADIUS WILBURN, RICO BROOKS, SONNY COREY UWAEZUOKE
Lyrics © GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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