Racks

[204.0] Racks - Wiz Khalifa
[204.0] Yc!
[204.0] (What you got?) Racks on racks on racks
[204.0] (He got) Racks on racks on racks
[204.0] (We got) Racks on racks on racks
[204.0] (Leggo)
[204.0] (Hey) We got racks on racks on racks
[204.0] (She got) Racks on racks on racks
[204.0] (They got) Racks on racks on racks
[204.0] Got campaign goin so strong
[204.0] Gettin brain when Im talkin on the phone
[204.0] Spendin money when your money is long
[204.0] Real street n**s, aint no clone
[204.0] We at the top where we belong
[204.0] Drink lean, rose, Patron
[204.0] Smokin on a thousand dollars worth strong
[204.0] When the club bout to hear this song
[204.0] We got racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Got racks on racks on racks
[204.0] Got racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks
[204.0] N*a, I aint even tryna hold back
[204.0] Yc
[204.0] Still fresh, yeah, and in my Trues
[204.0] Iced out, okay, cool
[204.0] Trapped up, know I keep that tool
[204.0] That racks on racks so mafu*n fool
[204.0] All around the globe, bein on tv
[204.0] Everywhere you look, you see yc
[204.0] Hatin-a** n**s just wishin they were me
[204.0] Yc, yc, yc
[204.0] Way too big for my mafu*n jeans
[204.0] Im so fly I dont even got wings
[204.0] Eyes real low, just blame it on the green
[204.0] Girl cut up, got lean on lean
[204.0] That shoebox s**t, over with
[204.0] She put it on the rack, wont notice it
[204.0] My bank count, commas all over it
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks
[204.0] Young Jeezy
[204.0] Young, if its convertible, then how is it a hardtop?
[204.0] B*h, I hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot
[204.0] Make me throw my diamonds up, b*h, my life was hard knock
[204.0] Had so much kush and Ciroc, b*h, I think my heart stop
[204.0] Every nights a weekend, every days a Friday night
[204.0] You aint seen nothin yet, b*h, this just my Friday ice
[204.0] 87, brick fare, yeah, Im talkin thirty racks
[204.0] All I sold is hundos, where the f**k my twenties at?
[204.0] Wiz Khalifa
[204.0] Racks on, racks off, see that blonde stripper, my hats off
[204.0] Lookin at my Rollie, bout thirty grand what that cost
[204.0] Smoke like Im in Cali, f**k takin flight, I blast off
[204.0] N**s talkin tattooes, we should have a tat-off
[204.0] Got racks on racks on racks, naps on naps on naps
[204.0] Just made a mill, count another mill, so put that on top of that
[204.0] Way back in 2004, I told em it was a wrap
[204.0] Now my life aint my life no more, I told you, n*a, its a wrap
[204.0] Oooh, you claim you a dog, my n*a, Im the vet
[204.0] We cant even talk less you got the check,
[204.0] I guess thats why all of these n**s get bent
[204.0] They said F**k a young ni**a, f**k a young ni**a
[204.0] I know its some girls in the crowd right now who wanna f**k a young n*a
[204.0] I roll one and roll another one bigger
[204.0] N**s thinkin they sick, well, Im sicker
[204.0] Ima smoke my w**d and Ima drink my liquor
[204.0] Better make sure you f**k your girl right fore I d**k her
[204.0] Down
[204.0] Waka Flocka Flame
[204.0] (Flocka!)
[204.0] I got racks on top of racks (Uh!), stacks on top of stacks (Uh!)
[204.0] Bands on top of bands (Uh!
[204.0] ), got me fu*n her (Uh!) and her friends (Flocka!)
[204.0] Bad boys dont do papers (Flex!
[204.0] ), that was just for (Flex!) my haters (Clap!)
[204.0] (Clap, clap, go, go, go, go, go, Flocka!) Clap two times if you druuunk
[204.0] Got a bad b*h from the you. K. (Okay!)
[204.0] She do everything I say (Okay!)
[204.0] Go crazy when she hear music (Grove Street!)
[204.0] She got Grove St. on replay (Flocka!)
[204.0] Got racks you dont understand (Uh-huh)
[204.0] Money long from here to Japan (Uh-huh)
[204.0] Know it good when she go no hands
[204.0] Girl, you got me in a trance
[204.0] Got campaign goin so strong
[204.0] Gettin brain when Im talkin on the phone
[204.0] Spendin money when your money is long
[204.0] Real street n**s, aint no clone
[204.0] We at the top where we belong
[204.0] Drink lean, rose, Patron
[204.0] Smokin on a thousand dollars worth strong
[204.0] When the club bout to hear this song
[204.0] We got racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Got racks on racks on racks
[204.0] Got racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks
[204.0] N*a, I aint even tryna hold back
[204.0] Cyhi The Prynce
[204.0] Got racks on racks on racks, yall rap so wack on wax
[204.0] Purple by the pound, thats that Flacco, haaa
[204.0] I make big plays, I got big chips
[204.0] Blue money like six Crips
[204.0] Switch gears like stick shifts
[204.0] Fresh as hell, no Big Kipp
[204.0] We buy cars, yall flip whips
[204.0] Catch us smokin that quick trip
[204.0] Pitch piff, thats a handspring
[204.0] I like to call that a quick flip
[204.0] Pull triggers like hamstrings
[204.0] Boy, Im doin my damn thing
[204.0] Baby blood with them bricks, pimp
[204.0] Get off a key like I cant sing
[204.0] Got the seven on me like big jersey
[204.0] Ridin round, and this b*h dirty
[204.0] Im the best, hands down
[204.0] They nicknamed me 6: 30
[204.0] Im wit Young Dose and yc
[204.0] Readell Road, thats my street
[204.0] Ask around on the Eastside
[204.0] Im the s-h-i-t
[204.0] Bun B
[204.0] Bun B, Im underground king
[204.0] In the candy-painted car on swang
[204.0] With the top on drop and the trunk on pop
[204.0] Boy, you cant tell me a damn thang
[204.0] Fifth wheel on the back just hang
[204.0] Hit corners, hit licks, hit stains
[204.0] With the grill in the front, wood wheel in the blunts
[204.0] Youre on neon lights in my bank
[204.0] Yeah, I rep that P-A-T
[204.0] One hundred, yeah, thats me
[204.0] If you dont recognize, you gon see
[204.0] Im a straight-up trill og
[204.0] In a black-on-black-on-black
[204.0] Cadillac, like a Mack on clacks
[204.0] Try to jack and I will attack
[204.0] Its a fact that I aint givin up my stacks like that
[204.0] B. O. B
[204.0] Call me Bobby Ray, but its not two names
[204.0] Flyin through the city, all-black, Bruce Wayne
[204.0] No, not bombs over Baghdad
[204.0] But on the track, you can call me Hussein
[204.0] Thats why they nervous, hmmm, like Im flyin on the plane with a turban
[204.0] But Im fly, yall just turbulence, exit row, emergency (Mayday!)
[204.0] As a kid, I was struck by lightning, its no wonder Im electrifying
[204.0] F**k a brainstorm, Ill f**k around and cause a power outage
[204.0] And it aint no rivals, if it was, itd be no survivors
[204.0] Just gimme a hour, Ill light it up like an Eiffel Tower
[204.0] Yo Gotti
[204.0] Got bills on top of bills, scales on top of scales
[204.0] Im Mr. All White, got yell on top of yell
[204.0] Got pills all on my phone, these n**s know Im wrong
[204.0] Said 50 for a song, and they wont leave me lone
[204.0] Gotta front me a brick, that aint nothin to you
[204.0] Just ran through a ticket, there aint nothin to do
[204.0] Yeah, I love these streets like I love the booth
[204.0] Mr. Coc*ine Music, Im 100 proof
[204.0] Got white on white on white, ice on ice on ice
[204.0] And when Im in the club it look like lights on lights on lights
[204.0] Got campaign goin so strong
[204.0] Gettin brain when Im talkin on the phone
[204.0] Spendin money when your money is long
[204.0] Real street n**s, aint no clone
[204.0] We at the top where we belong
[204.0] Drink lean, rose, Patron
[204.0] Smokin on a thousand dollars worth strong
[204.0] When the club bout to hear this song
[204.0] We got racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Got racks on racks on racks
[204.0] Got racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks
[204.0] N*a, I aint even tryna hold back
[204.0] Wale
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks, Im tryna smash and not call back
[204.0] My name Wale, you so silly, wet my willie, might call you a cab
[204.0] Yeah, ridin around wit that ** scent,
[204.0] Ridin around with Ms. Reece and them
[204.0] When Im in the groove, I can freak a tune, Im smoother than alopecia skin
[204.0] I shows out, like d**e when I put that flow down
[204.0] Like soap when I put my clothes on, Im jokin, but I be Foamed out
[204.0] And all she want is more bags, but all I want is more 1s
[204.0] I told her Bring that money back like all them racks is Nordstroms
[204.0] Cory Gunz
[204.0] The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks
[204.0] From the X to the macs in the Ac,
[204.0] If I aint strapped, then the gats on scat
[204.0] Then he black on em like Tae Bo, then he clap on em like bravo
[204.0] Throw sacks on em like yall hoes, got racks on em like tight hoes
[204.0] Young Money, Cash Money so strong, keep scorin, Ima bring it on home
[204.0] Those Xans and the lean cause zones, somethin tan with a mean jawbone
[204.0] Worldwide, but I got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades
[204.0] Petey Pop Off, rip, free Lou, been lootin money since like fourth grade
[204.0] Im the s**t nowadays, so they wave, no whips, no chains, Im a slave
[204.0] Let you n**s know Milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin its a game
[204.0] See me with the twin, buck a shimmy with the gauge
[204.0] Wasnt bustin Jimmy, Id be busy gettin paid
[204.0] Goin for the grips every day til the grave
[204.0] I be worried about chips, you be worried about the Lays
[204.0] B*h
[204.0] Dose
[204.0] Got Activist in my Sprite, Benjamins in my Robins
[204.0] Frank Muller wit flooded ice, but I still got my brightness
[204.0] In the fast lane, gettin slow brain in a 2012 Maserati
[204.0] Im kickin, pimpin, like Liu Kang, my coupe smokin like Friday
[204.0] Puffin on that garlic, sick off all the Marley
[204.0] Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket
[204.0] Shout out to Sha Money, signed me in a hurry
[204.0] Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried
[204.0] N*a, you aint talkin nothin, all in Flight Corps stuntin
[204.0] These exclusive 7s, pay 400 for the Jordans
[204.0] No, you cant afford em, sharper than a swordsman
[204.0] Racks on racks, our campaign strong, and yc like my brother
[204.0] Cory Mo
[204.0] Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack
[204.0] Top dropped down, black on black
[204.0] Fistful of wood, twisted for the good
[204.0] Check my bank account, got racks on racks
[204.0] Look around, fool, got a wall full of plaques
[204.0] Platinum and gold, you gots to love that
[204.0] Posted up just like a thumbtack
[204.0] Better hide ya ho, cause she bound to get snatched
[204.0] H-Town, Texas to atl
[204.0] She got a fat a**, she prolly know me well
[204.0] Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell
[204.0] True player, Cory Mo cold as hell
[204.0] Shows to do, got records to sell
[204.0] Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail
[204.0] If ballin was a crime, Id be in jail
[204.0] Locked up for double life like What the hell?
[204.0] Got campaign goin so strong
[204.0] Gettin brain when Im talkin on the phone
[204.0] Spendin money when your money is long
[204.0] Real street n**s, aint no clone
[204.0] We at the top where we belong
[204.0] Drink lean, rose, Patron
[204.0] Smokin on a thousand dollars worth strong
[204.0] When the club bout to hear this song
[204.0] We got racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Got racks on racks on racks
[204.0] Got racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks
[204.0] N*a, I aint even tryna hold back
[204.0] Nelly
[204.0] Yeah, they call me Country Grammar, my brother out the slammer
[204.0] Im crimson color painted, you can call that Alabama
[204.0] Im not from Alabama, but check out how I roll tide
[204.0] He might have the same whip, but check out how I roll mine
[204.0] Yall n**s aint no stars, yall only in it for the cars
[204.0] The sky is your limit, mayne, and mine somewhere bout Mars
[204.0] I ride wit them boys in the middle of the map
[204.0] St. Louis, Detroit, Chi-town, Nap
[204.0] Down to the Dirty, back up through the trap
[204.0] But the money dont stack, man, money overlap
[204.0] Yeah, yall better watch it, mayne, right here we lock and load
[204.0] Two things is for certain, mayne, and one thing is fa sho
[204.0] Got a house on hundred acres, Ive never seen my neighbors
[204.0] A chick in atl and from Buckhead to Decatur
[204.0] Now yall better leave me alone, got license for my chrome
[204.0] Dont lease or your mama phone talkin bout Yo baby gone!
[204.0] Tell the truth, I aint gon lie, I got so many rides
[204.0] Dont know which one Ima drive, f**k it, Im just gon fly
[204.0] Twista
[204.0] Everybody wanna hate because Im on, blowin head back, bottles by the zone
[204.0] Twista finna get up on the track and spit it the way
[204.0] I do simp-a-ly because I like this song
[204.0] When I step up out the Maserati car,
[204.0] Gotta pull it, pull it, pull it, pull it from the jar
[204.0] Then I blow, Ima close out the par,
[204.0] Wit some killers and everybody know who we are
[204.0] Get Money Gang steppin through the do, Chi-cago, cago, cago
[204.0] Anybody wanna get into it,
[204.0] Come on and do it, for security, we gon make em pull the flo
[204.0] Might as well get it off yo chest, while everybody got ammunition on deck
[204.0] I dont see them T-Dum-Izzle as a threat,
[204.0] Cause I got racks on racks on racks
[204.0] Oh, Twista, I see your future,
[204.0] Finna shoot ya, I salute you if you could get at the general in my military
[204.0] Racks and racks and tracks and stacks and gats,
[204.0] I could destroy an entire village when I kill and bury
[204.0] Cause I manipulate your molecular structure,
[204.0] Other words, fill em up wit holes
[204.0] If you try to give it to me at the door,
[204.0] I just thought I had to let you know
[204.0] Big Sean
[204.0] (I bet your b*h call me Big)
[204.0] I got single b***s tryin, married b***s lyin
[204.0] I take em to the crib and leave our future in a condom
[204.0] I wake up fresher than these motherf**kers as is
[204.0] Look inside my closet, that s**t look like its Raks Fifth
[204.0] Man, thats racks on racks on racks on top of packs on top of pounds
[204.0] My chains is pow on pow on pow, Im off them trees, no eye, no ow
[204.0] Im at the altar sayin my vows to this Benjamin Franklin power
[204.0] You buy her a house, I wont buy her a vowel,
[204.0] You fell in love, and I fell in her mouth
[204.0] They called her Dickface, she called her connect
[204.0] (Called her connect) You call her collect
[204.0] I call to collect, no need for a pet
[204.0] If I throw this paper, yo b*h gon fetch
[204.0] (Do it!) B-i-g
[204.0] And the track gon be aight as long as we got me
[204.0] (I do it)
[204.0] Trae
[204.0] Im the hood if you wondered where Im at (Where Im at)
[204.0] In the back of a Chevy thats all black (All black)
[204.0] Racks on racks, I dont know how to act (Act)
[204.0] Track and field with the birds, Im runnin em like track (Track)
[204.0] Free throws of money, bet you cant blind (Blind)
[204.0] King of the club, I bet you cant top (Top)
[204.0] B*h n**s hate the fact I get guap (Guap)
[204.0] Or the fact when the money go up, it wont stop (Boy!)
[204.0] Im in the club, tryna show em how to stunt (Stunt)
[204.0] Tryna pick up what Im throw, it prolly take about a month (Month)
[204.0] The club underwater, have em runnin out the front
[204.0] While Im somewhere in the back, gettin blowed like a blunt (Blunt)
[204.0] No need to trip, you can tell em that Im cool as hell (Cool as hell)
[204.0] Cause its the case I know the pack of pumas well (Pumas well)
[204.0] Im a blood m****are, that dudell tell (Dudell tell)
[204.0] Got 47 neath the old-school as well (School as well)
[204.0] I got lights on my wrist thatll flash like cop (Cops)
[204.0] Couple of foreign cars that I ride no top (Tops)
[204.0] Couple of whi-whips that I ride like yachts (Yachts)
[204.0] A couple of haters lookin, Im knowin them n**s hot (Hot)
[204.0] And tell em that I dont give a damn
[204.0] Hard as a m****are, tell em I was ham
[204.0] Call it what you want, Ima do it for the fam
[204.0] Yeah, thats the type of n*a that I am
[204.0] Ace Hood
[204.0] Okay, Im back off into this b*h (This b*h!)
[204.0] Wit a cup, and its full of that liq (Hot!)
[204.0] Got racks, aint talkin t* (Ew-way!)
[204.0] Big stacks, no Lego bricks (Woo!)
[204.0] Hit a trick and a fiendin n*a got it
[204.0] I keep that hottie, just look at her body (Hey!)
[204.0] Blew twenty bands in that King of Diamonds
[204.0] Sorry, thats just part of my hobby (Swoop!)
[204.0] And I hear em feelin my Florida swagger,
[204.0] So d**e, s**t, I sold yall copies
[204.0] That ice be onto my neck and wrist, now anybody wanna play some hockey
[204.0] Im that n*a in fact (In fact), paper tall as Shaq (Oh, boy!)
[204.0] Blood, Sweat, and Tears, itll be on your local Walmart rack
[204.0] Soon
[204.0] Got campaign goin so strong
[204.0] Gettin brain when Im talkin on the phone
[204.0] Spendin money when your money is long
[204.0] Real street n**s, aint no clone
[204.0] We at the top where we belong
[204.0] Drink lean, rose, Patron
[204.0] Smokin on a thousand dollars worth strong
[204.0] When the club bout to hear this song
[204.0] We got racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Got racks on racks on racks
[204.0] Got racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks (Racks)
[204.0] Racks on racks on racks
[204.0] N*a, I aint even tryna hold back