Video Racks Feat Future de Yc Worldwide 2024 Lyrics Lyrics

Yc Worldwide - Racks Feat Future Lyrics

Yc
(what you got) racks on racks on racks
(he got) racks on racks on racks
(we got) racks on racks on racks
(leh go)
(hey) we got racks on racks on racks
(she got) racks on racks on racks
(they got) racks on racks on racks

Got campaign goin' so strong
Gettin' brain when I'm talkin' on the phone
Spendin' money when your money is long
Real street niggas, ain't no clone
We at the top where we belong
Drink lean, rose, patron
Smokin' on a thousand dollars worth strong
When the club 'bout to hear this song

We got racks on racks on racks (racks)
Racks on racks on racks (racks)
Racks on racks on racks (racks)
Got racks on racks on racks

Got racks on racks on racks (racks)
Racks on racks on racks (racks)
Racks on racks on racks
Nigga, I ain't even tryna hold back

Gotta car lot in my garage
Gotta condo down near the stars
Im geeked up off dem bars
Gotta car, I aint 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 ima dogg but I don't even bark
Got em biting this swag like sharks
When I hit it ima knock it out the park
Trap beat so got damn hard
Got kush, got lean, got bars
Got remix hard to scale
Got bricks don't need no scale
I'm plugged in with the mayor
I'm part of the cartel
That rerock aint no clean
62 Hundred for a neen
Said fuck it all up on jeans
Imma true religion fiend
Got bands in the pockets of my jeans
Need a kickstand way I lean
Promethazine fiend, styrofoam, sprite and lean

Got campaign goin' so strong
Gettin' brain when I'm talkin' on the phone
Spendin' money when your money is long
Real street niggas, ain't no clone
We at the top where we belong
Drink lean, rose, patron
Smokin' on a thousand dollars worth strong
When the club 'bout to hear this song

We got racks on racks on racks (racks)
Racks on racks on racks (racks)
Racks on racks on racks (racks)
Got racks on racks on racks

Got racks on racks on racks (racks)
Racks on racks on racks (racks)
Racks on racks on racks
Nigga, I ain't even tryna hold back

No choice by force I sport
To go and cop sum ice
Designer on my mojo
I live in the spotlight
Real street nigga aint no flaw
Yung future gotta keep dat raw
My swag I gave to you niggas
Ima need me a round of applause
Bravo, bravo, bravo, bravo, bravo, bravo, bravo
Gotta hundred 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 will 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

Got campaign goin' so strong
Gettin' brain when I'm talkin' on the phone
Spendin' money when your money is long
Real street niggas, ain't no clone
We at the top where we belong
Drink lean, rose, patron
Smokin' on a thousand dollars worth strong
When the club 'bout to hear this song

We got racks on racks on racks (racks)
Racks on racks on racks (racks)
Racks on racks on racks (racks)
Got racks on racks on racks

Got racks on racks on racks (racks)
Racks on racks on racks (racks)
Racks on racks on racks
Nigga, I ain't even tryna hold back

Gotta know I keep them racks,
I stay counting them stacks
Them girls wan't leave me alone
One fuck....now she attaaaatched
Flow hot don't need no match
Sell work dnt pay no tax
Im turned up to the maxx
Don't even know how to relaaaax
I drink so much them lean
Had to wake up on a bean
Got racks off in my jeans
They busting out the seeeeams
Got kush all in my lungs
Get high like cheech and chong
Eight-hundred a zone
Ain't blowing it less it's strooong
Hate hate me when im on my iphone
Catch mine and then im gone
This girl won't leave me lone
I can not take her home
Im gone off them bars
Bitch I'm not a star
I'm driving foreign cars
Strapped up no bodyguard

Got campaign goin' so strong
Gettin' brain when I'm talkin' on the phone
Spendin' money when your money is long
Real street niggas, ain't no clone
We at the top where we belong
Drink lean, rose, patron
Smokin' on a thousand dollars worth strong
When the club 'bout to hear this song

We got racks on racks on racks (racks)
Racks on racks on racks (racks)
Racks on racks on racks (racks)
Got racks on racks on racks

Got racks on racks on racks (racks)
Racks on racks on racks (racks)
Racks on racks on racks
Nigga, I ain't even tryna hold back

Yc

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