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      Racks (Feat. YC) [Prod. By Sonny Digital]

      Racks (Feat. YC) [Prod. By Sonny Digital]


      Album: Dirty Sprite

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      Future - Racks (Feat. YC) [Prod. By Sonny Digital] Música y Letra

      [Produced by Sonny Digital]
      What you got racks on racks on racks
      He got racks on racks on racks
      We got racks on racks on racks, let's go
      Campaign going so strong
      Getting brain while I'm talking on the phone
      Spend money when your money's long
      Real street niggas ain't no clone
      We at the top where we belong
      Drank lean, Rosé, Patrón
      Smoking on a thousand dollas worth of strong
      When the club bout to hear this song
      Got racks on racks on racks
      Racks on racks on racks
      Racks on racks on racks
      Got racks on racks on RACKS
      Got racks on racks on racks
      Racks on racks on racks
      Racks on racks on racks
      Niggas hate me fall BACK
      [Verse 1: Young Chris]
      Gotta car lot in my garage
      Got a condo down near the stars
      I'm geeked up off them bars
      Got a car I ain't even gotta park
      No key push button to start
      She ain't a dime I won't get hard
      Got ho's that need a green card
      Say I'm a dog but I don't even bark
      Got em biting his swag like sharks
      When I hit it I'mma knock it out the park
      Drop beat so goddamn hard
      Got kush, got lean, got barre
      That Re-Rock hard to scale
      Got bricks don't need no scale
      I'm plugged in with the mail
      I'm part of the cartel
      That re-rock ain't no clean
      6-2 hundred for a neen
      Said fuck it all up on jeans
      I'm a True Religion fiend
      Got bands in the pockets of my jeans
      Need a kickstand way I lean
      Promethazine fiend
      Styrofoam, Sprite and lean
      [Verse 2: Future]
      No choice boy I forced out sports, to go and cop sum ice
      Designer on my mojo, I live in the spotlight
      Real street nigga ain't no flaw
      Yung Future gotta keep that raw
      My swag I gave to you niggas, I'mma need me a round of applause
      Bravo, bravo, bravo
      Bravo, bravo
      Gotta 100,000 dollars worth of clothes
      I'm froze, I'm cold
      I keep me a big bank roll
      I ain't tricking off on these ho's
      These ho's bringing me they soul
      I will never sell my soul
      Cash out on all these cars
      These foreign broads
      Got a nigga living in the stars
      I'm on my way to Mars
      Got Keyshia, Pam, and Nicki
      They all wanna do a Minaj
      A1, free Band, free Vans
      We ain't never got to goddamn flauge
      [Verse 3: Young Chris]
      Gotta know I keep them racks
      I stay counting them stacks
      Them girls won't leave me alone
      One fuck now she attached
      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
      Man busting out the seam
      Got kush all in my lungs
      Get high like Cheech and Chong
      Eight hundred a zone
      Ain't blowing it unless it's strong
      She hate on my iPhone
      Catch mine and then I'm gone
      This girl want leave me alone
      I can not take her home
      I'm gone off them bars
      Bitch I'm not a star
      I'm driving foreign cars
      Strapped up no bodyguard

      Future - Racks (Feat. YC) [Prod. By Sonny Digital] Música y Letra





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