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prod.sky1 - rackz lyrics
[intro: yeat & playboi carti]
all my money got fatter (yeah)
racks, way too tall (yeah)
racks, way too tall (yeah)
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
racks, way too fat (yeah)
racks, way too fat (yeah)
i went and got me baguettes (sk_sk_sk_sky; yeah, yeah_yeah)
[chorus]
all my money got fatter (yeah)
racks, way too tall (yeah)
racks, way too tall (yeah)
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
racks, way too fat (yeah)
racks, way too fat (yeah)
i went and got me baguettes (yeah, yeah_yeah)
i went and copped me the ‘vette (yeah)
went in chanel with a twenty band
and i left with a whole lotta bags (yeah)
label been calling my ass
labеl been watching my ass (yeah)
i got a whole lotta racks (yeah)
told ‘еm i’m gon’ have to pass
[verse]
whole lotta sh_t ain’t funny
i get a whole lotta money (yeah)
whole lotta sh_t i ain’t with (yeah)
whole lotta people been running (yeah)
i gotta call up my b_tch
i told my b_tch i’m a junkie (off the boot up)
i’m a junkie that get me some money (yeah)
i’m a junkie when it come to that money (yeah)
yeah, i took the z65 by the crib with the fifth and the i8 in it (yeah)
i need the gle amg 43, yeah, with a supercharged engine (yeah)
b_tch tell me, what do you do? (what?)
i need some top in that coupe (let’s go)
some twizzys red and some blue (yeah)
balenci’ the shoe (yeah, balenci’)
b_tch, i converse with the gods out here
my b_tch a nine out of ten and she ate
when you living like this and you rich, it feel great
i won’t ever change, man, this ain’t no way
we just took the top off the coupe, yeah, sideways
don’t really get what i do, so at first, they gon’ hate
i’m the one who had started this sh_t
i’m the one took the top off the b_tch
so i said goodbye, cut off my b_tch (yeah)
i can’t conversate with no snitch (yeah)
everything got taller, i only go for a dollar
all your sh_t got smaller
your b_tch give me brain like a scholar
[bridge]
b_tch, i got wock’ in the baby bottle, feel like a toddler (yeah)
b_tch, i can’t give you no help or assist, you not a baller (yeah)
i keep the drugs in the middle (yeah)
i keep the racks at the top (yeah)
these kids, they gon’ snitch through a little (what)
i keep this sh_t solid like my name was rock (yeah)
you get what you got, what you put in it
when it come to the work, i’ma put it in
when it come to the tw_t, i’ma put it in
it’s been a long time, what you putting in? (yeah)
you get what you got, what you put in it
f_ck all that bullsh_t, no, i’m not doing it
whole lotta racks on me, yeah, i’ve been cooling b_tch
i’m finna change my name to a cooling kit
[chorus]
all my money got fatter (yeah)
racks, way too tall (yeah)
racks, way too tall (yeah)
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
racks, way too fat (yeah)
racks, way too fat (yeah)
i went and got me baguettes (yeah, yeah_yeah)
i went and copped me the ‘vette (yeah)
went in chanel with a twenty band
and i left with a whole lotta bags (yeah)
label been calling my ass
label been watching my ass (yeah)
i got a whole lotta racks (yeah)
told ‘em i’m gon’ have to pass (hahahaha)
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