YC - Racks On Racks lyrics

Yc What u got Racks on racks on racks He got racks on racks on racks We got racks on racks on raaaaacks (leh go) I got I got racks on racks on racks She got racks on racks on racks They got racks on racks on racks Got campaigne going so strong Getting brain while I'm talking on da phone Spend money when ya money's long Real street n***as aint no clone We at da top where we belong Straight lean, rozay', patron Smoking on thousand dollas worth of strong When da club bout to hear dis sooonngg Got racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Got racks on racks on raaaaaacks N***as hate me fall back Gotta car lot in my garage Gotta condo down near the stars I'm geeked up off dem bars Gotta car, I ain't even gotta park No key push bu*ton to start She ain't a dime I won't get hard Got hoe's dat need a green card Say I'mma dog but I don't even bark Got em biting this swag like sharks When I hit it I'mma 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 ain't no clean 62 hundred for a neen Said f** it all up on jeans I'mma true religion fiend Got bands in the pockets of my jeans Need a kickstand way I lean Promethazine fiend, styrofoam, sprite and lean Got campaigne going so strong Getting brain while I'm talking on da phone Spend money when ya money's long Real street n***as ain't no clone We at da top where we belong Straight lean, rozay', patron Smoking on thousand dollas worth of strong When da club bout to hear dis soon Got racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Got racks on racks on racks n***as hate me fall back No choice by force I sport To go and cop sum ice Designer on my mojo I live in the spotlight Real street n***a ain't no flaw Yung future gotta keep dat raw My swag I gave to you n***as I'mma 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 kold 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 n***a 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 campaigne going so strong Getting brain while I'm talking on da phone Spend money when ya money's long Real street n***as ain't no clone We at da top where we belong Straight lean, rozay', patron Smoking on thousand dollas worth of strong When da club bout to hear dis song Got racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Got racks on racks on racks n***as hate me fall back Gotta know I keep dem racks, I stay counting them stacks Dem girls want leave me alone One f** now she attatched Flow hot don't need no match Sell work don't pay no tax I'm turned up to the max Don't even know how to relax I drink so much damn lean Had to wake up on a bean Got racks off in my jeans They busting out the seams Got kush all in my lungs Get high like cheech and chong Eight-hundred a zone Ain't blowing it less it's strong She hate on my iphone Catch mine and then I'm gone This girl want leave me lone I can not take her hoome I'm gone off them bars b**h I'm not a star I'm driving foreign cars Strapped up no bodyguard Got campaigne going so strong Getting brain while I'm talking on da phone Spend money when ya money's long Real street n****s ain't no clone We at da top where we belong Straight lean, rozay', patron Smoking on thousand dollas worth of strong When da club bout to hear dis song Got racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Got racks on racks on racks n***as hate try to hold back Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks