RACKS (feat. YMN Mack)

Yeah, yeah, yeah We stack the racks up We stack the racks up We stack the racks up We stack the racks, we stack the- we stack the- we stack the racks We stack the racks up Come Here, I just wanna talk We stack the racks up Yeah, I'm getting high to the summit I'm coming down like a comet We stack the racks up Yeah, all of my niggas uncommon We getting high till we vomit Mind on a million, I need a ticket Like I'm hitting high ass speeds I aint text her, she hit me up Cause you aint giving her what she needs Niggas be on my nuts for what? every dog need his fleas As long as these niggas stay 6ft back, or I might be bound to squeeze Give me the stacks, give me your pussy Now she got attached, second amendment I might buy a strap, buy me some shoes Then make a right back, I don't lose She archin' her back, I don't cruise I'm snapping there necks, I wanna be rude Cause she my bitch, I'm going on cruise, on tour we match I'm winning, she trippin', we smoking that pack While you offended, I'm getting these stacks $100 a feature, I'll call you right back Tinted out car, all paid for in cash I'm trying to be first, now watch me last I'm breaking her back, she told me it's facts They think I got racks, that money don't ask Muddy them bills, and I might need a bath She wanna come over cause I got racks Sit back down, or come shake that ass Attracted to me, she calling me dad Don't ever love me cause I got a past Smoking them trees, not a part of the cast NPCs all of you down bad Look at my chain, that's not all that I have Money in pocket, the haters they mad, but I didn't ask I need a line just to take me a nap She wanna f*ck, Osama her back We slidin HEMI's and chargers and Demons I don't need wads, I'm just looking for reasons I'm with rebels and devils and heathens Mind your word, you don't wanna stop breathing Sun on my hip, it'll f*ck up your weekend My lil baby like suckin and teethin