RACKS! Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, woah, woah Yeah, yeah, woah, woah

Yeah, yeah, woah, woah Yeah, yeah, woah, woah

I gotta get these racks in I gotta get my bag in

He talk, he get blasted Yo, he talk, he get blasted

Man, that shit so tragic I wonder where your dad went

Tell that bitch I got a whole lot of money Tell that bitch I got a whole lot of stacks

Spend a check and I make it right back Pop a perc and it make me relax

Woah, I gotta go She shaking her ass, she drop to the floor

I got me some bands, but I need some more This song is a bop, this shit gonna blow

Yeah, shawty by my side Shawty gonna ride

Baby, come inside Wait, give me a minute

I pop a perc and it make me replenish Haters be hating, they gonna end up missing

You still in the trap and you still doing dishes

Like damn Baby girl, do you really fuck with me

They say keeping you is impossible then how the hell you still with me

You get me through the struggle Baby girl, I'm still tryna cuddle

Even through hard times Even when we go through rebuttals

Yeah, I gotta get these racks in I gotta get my bag in

He talk, he get blasted Yo, he talk, he get blasted

Man, that shit so tragic I wonder where your dad went

Tell that bitch I got a whole lot of money Tell that bitch I got a whole lot of stacks

Spend that check and I make it right back Pop a perc and it made me relax

Woah, I gotta go She shaking her ass, she drop to the floor

I got me some bands, but I need some more This song is a bop, this shit gonna blow