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Racks lyrics

Performer MelloTheFellow and Ezzy Angelo

Racks song lyrics by MelloTheFellow and Ezzy Angelo official

Racks is a song in English

RACKS, I ain't talking 'bout no ribs
RACKS, go without this ya can't live
RACKS, big ass house on the hill
RACKS, jealous friends'll get cha killed bout
RACKS, don't tell nobody where yo
RACKS, they don't care 'bout stating facts
They just care bout gettin' online and showing everybody they got
RACKS, RACKS, RACKS, RACKS, RACKS, RACKS, RACKS, RACKS
RACKS, big ass house on the hill
RACKS, jealous friends'll get cha killed bout
RACKS, don't tell nobody where yo
RACKS, she'll drop that ass for dem, RACKS
It make the weak get weaker, this gon' get good turn up ya speaker
It'll make a deceiver times 3, deceive to deceive the deceiver
Think ya friends won't turn they back on ya for it?
It'll make yo ass a believer
Grow up broke with no luxury living
It'll make ya ass an achiever
Gotta break bread wit'cha people
Even if they don't appreciate it
Life get tricky learn how to navigate it
Don't crash out 'cause ya get agitated
Took my lost, then re-evaluated
Can't live without it, but deep down I hate it
Got us separated
Have and the have nots
Fighting like crabs inna crab pot
Get murked for da racks, now Matlock
On the block tryna figure out da head shot
No daddy he was born outta wedlock
Now the system got his ass in a headlock
Dinosaur racks, Flintstone Bedrock
Get the racks Big chief, no red dot
Ya girl stay trippin' bout the bag only wanna hear ya racks, not the racks that ya had
RACKS, I ain't talking 'bout no ribs
RACKS, go without this ya can't live
RACKS, big ass house on the hill
RACKS, jealous friends'll get cha killed bout
RACKS, don't tell nobody where yo
RACKS, they don't care 'bout stating facts
They just care bout gettin' online and showing everybody they got
RACKS, RACKS, RACKS, RACKS, RACKS, RACKS, RACKS, RACKS
RACKS, big ass house on the hill
RACKS, jealous friends'll get cha killed bout
RACKS, don't tell nobody where yo
RACKS, she'll drop that ass for dem, RACKS
5..4..3,2,1 Let's go
Now it's the end of the show, I'm switching the flow
I'ma turn up on you hoes
Nobody was around when they seen a young nigga didn't have no money
Now that I'm on, these hoes think they slick tryna hop on the dick
Like Lola Bunny, uh
Niggas, they wanna taunt me aye
Couple bad bitches, they want me aye
But I won't let them distract
Countin' on me, but I'm countin' up racks
This is the only priority, this kind of hustle was always apart of me
Still got a ways till I'm reaching my goal
No Shia Lebeouf, can't afford to be back in a hole
A lot of trials/tribulations to get to how I'm livin'
Leaving people in the past, it is not easy forgiving
Once you start getting lil older, all you can think about is your wealth
So ya gotta go get it all by ya damn self, yeah
RACKS, I ain't talking 'bout no ribs
RACKS, go without this ya can't live
RACKS, big ass house on the hill
RACKS, jealous friends'll get cha killed bout
RACKS, don't tell nobody where yo
RACKS, they don't care 'bout stating facts
They just care bout gettin' online and showing everybody they got
RACKS, RACKS, RACKS, RACKS, RACKS, RACKS, RACKS, RACKS
RACKS, big ass house on the hill
RACKS, jealous friends'll get cha killed bout
RACKS, don't tell nobody where yo
RACKS, she'll drop that ass for dem, RACKS
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Bryan Smith
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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