[Intro]
(E in this motherfucker)
[Chorus]
I just want some racks (Yeah)
Hold on, hold on, hold up (Hold on)
I just want some racks, hold on (Racks)
I just want some racks (Cash)
I just want some racks (Yeah)
I just want some racks (Yeah)
I just want some racks (Yeah)
I just want some racks (Yeah)
I just want some racks (Yeah)
I just want some racks (For real though, yeah)
I just want some racks (For real though)
I just want some racks (For real though, yeah)
I got all the swag
I got all the swag (For real though, nigga)
I just want some racks, yeah (Uh)
I just want some racks
[Verse]
Talkin' Raf, bitch, I've been had it (Yeah)
Talkin' Rick, bitch, I've been had (Rick)
You talkin' 'bout, "These bitches bad" (Bad)
But they already been in my bed (My bed)
Old hundreds my face-fan
I don't know nothin' 'bout young bands (Yeah, ho)
On the Southside with your ho
I fucked her to sleep, dick like some Xans (Woo, yeah)
Tell my daddy down the road, oh
I can't wait 'til he land (Down the road)
Just for that I'ma pour a four up
I'm leanin' like a kickstand (Pour a four up)
And your bitch keep tootin' her nose up
Tryin' to snort lines my mans (You know)
The other day my fingers was tinglin'
Today I made a hundred bands, yeah (Yeah)
(E in this motherfucker)
[Chorus]
I just want some racks (Yeah)
Hold on, hold on, hold up (Hold on)
I just want some racks, hold on (Racks)
I just want some racks (Cash)
I just want some racks (Yeah)
I just want some racks (Yeah)
I just want some racks (Yeah)
I just want some racks (Yeah)
I just want some racks (Yeah)
I just want some racks (For real though, yeah)
I just want some racks (For real though)
I just want some racks (For real though, yeah)
I got all the swag
I got all the swag (For real though, nigga)
I just want some racks, yeah (Uh)
I just want some racks
[Verse]
Talkin' Raf, bitch, I've been had it (Yeah)
Talkin' Rick, bitch, I've been had (Rick)
You talkin' 'bout, "These bitches bad" (Bad)
But they already been in my bed (My bed)
Old hundreds my face-fan
I don't know nothin' 'bout young bands (Yeah, ho)
On the Southside with your ho
I fucked her to sleep, dick like some Xans (Woo, yeah)
Tell my daddy down the road, oh
I can't wait 'til he land (Down the road)
Just for that I'ma pour a four up
I'm leanin' like a kickstand (Pour a four up)
And your bitch keep tootin' her nose up
Tryin' to snort lines my mans (You know)
The other day my fingers was tinglin'
Today I made a hundred bands, yeah (Yeah)
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