A$AP Ant x Tootie Ro - Racks lyrics

[Intro:] Track, track, track All my n***as who No fast food Imma head on with this Mac When I hit the hood n***as wanna give me dat I don't f** with n***as Less they f**ing with a sack [Verse 1:] [A$AP Ant] Racks up in my pocket Racks up in the bank Just got the bracelet that came with [?] link All this dead roll Feel like Shabba Ranks Caught my girl that [?] Range Rover paint Racks Racks, racks, racks, racks Racks My n***as selling packs packs packs packs [Chorus:] Racks, racks, racks, racks, racks, racks, racks [x2] Yeah we got them racks [x2] And we got them better Now we selling pads [Verse 2:] Post it in the trenches All this work I outta smack Junkies at the door Tell them go around the back n***a play with me We gonna leave that n***a flat Track, track, track All my n***as who No fast food Imma head on with this Mac When I hit the hood n***as wanna give me dat I don't f** with n***as Less they f**ing with a sack If you wanna feature Then I need that f**ing check In school I f**ed my teacher Man that b**h gave me the neck n***a you is a rookie I'm a motherf**ing [?] I got all these choppers man I got the f**ing tats [Chorus] [A$AP Ant: Verse 3] Racks up in my pocket Racks up in the bank Just got the bracelet that came with [?] link All this dead roll Feel like Shabba Ranks Caught my girl that [?] Range Rover paint n***as probably cashing out But they really ain't Throwing bullets like [?] Breeze from the sinks Do you got the racks? n***a what you think? b**h I'm in my prime like Buffy in a paint We giving the racks a spinning Surrounded by all these damn women They s**ing my dick, they singing I'm covered in Gucci linen We polished and paid, we winning Y'all n***as is fake, y'all pretending [?] But renegade, y'all careless [Chorus]