Ca sĩ: YC ft. Wiz Khalifa Album: duy Sáng tác: YC

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[Chorus: Y.C.]
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

[Chamillionai re: x2]
Racks on racks on racks (hold up)
Racks on racks on racks (hold up)
Racks on racks on racks (hold up)
Racks on racks on racks

[Chamillionai re:]
I'm as real as when you met me
Think it's time to get this feddy
If your down to get this feddy, that's what's up

When I drop I hope your ready
Cause that poison gon be deadly
Universal call my celly, hang up

Got a whip white as madonna
And a chick but I don't call her
I'm allergic to any couch that's under 20 thousand dollars
I don't sip much to be honest
Gotta chick named pochahontas
And she say my bank account got like a hundred thousand commas
Making stacks on top of stacks
And really it couldn't be nothing lesser
If she say she got brain then I guess I'll be her professor
And if you got racks on racks
Then I stack dressers up on dressers
Cause my pockets stay on max
Your pockets must be on compresser
Betcha I'm a money catcher
This is something you can't measure
Stacks ain't human if it was they'd be the fattest heffa ever
Once I put em all together where your jeweller please go tell her, see me rocs be throwin up he must be signed to rocafella
When you pull up in your ride they be that ain't nothin special
When I pull up to valet they say hey look how god has blessed ya
They think it's a submarine tryna figure out the vessel
Call it uncle panamera next to that I got it's nephew

Got a firm verizon celly
Got a chain and it's so heavy
Got a kit under the chevy
Crib like the amex on pelly
I be always fresh as veggie
I be making cake like betty
Got no time for nothin petty
Got no time for nothin pettyy

So real, signed me to my own deal
All these girls do cartwheels when I pull up on new car wheels
She don't even know what it is
But she said it look like it's on stilts
Swagger always on trill lyrics always on I'll

[Da Brat:]
If you ain't talkin racks, we ain't talkin back
If you ain't talkin stacks, what the fuck I'm a do with that?
If you ain't talkin racks, we ain't talkin back
You know me I'm about my money (what'cho name is) Brat-Tat-Tat
I got a So So sickening flow, six-oh-six-fo'-fo'
T ryin to get to my crib, Westside Chicago (there it go)
Atlanta where I live, nigga got mo' than one residence
I'm the undertaker, for them dead Presidents
I gave 'em two and a half, I been behind that fence
Threw on an ankle monitor, on parole, then probation seven mo' years
I ain't got no mo' piss for 'em, my fear gone
Strong, 'bout to show 'em how the fuck I come home
Jumpin on e'rything I can get on, spit on
Gettin down and dirty well I'm bound to get my grit on
Bottle hustle hard, 'bout to buy two, three mo' cars
Grand open my club, let me empty out the whole bar
The next stop is Magic (yup) City we stop traffic
Police escort we got it, gone I'm showin out and I'm laughin
Some faces lookin shitty, cause they can't do what we do (never)
I'm a make it, make it, rain, for me and you
Have you ever seen a lady, who stacks the hundred dollar bills?
Better get'chu an umbrella, I'm floodin it up in here
If you ain't talkin racks, we ain't talkin back
If you ain't talkin stacks, what the fuck I'm a do with that?
If you ain't talkin racks, we ain't talkin back
You know me I'm about my money (what'cho name is) Brat-Tat-Tat