Racks (feat. Gunna)

That be Maaly Raw
 Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, then she brings them back to dad
 Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy
 Fashionable killer, ice like the winter
 I'm puttin' you under arrest (Ooh)
 Coughin' all winter, cuff it and win her
 Princess cut diamonds the best (Best)
 I'ma remember, give you the world
 You my Jasmine, Aladdin, no cap
 Trap with a MAC, we just be flowin'
 And she brings it back to daddy (Yeah)
 Shirt costs a rack, name on your tag
 First call, she pull out the 'Lacs (Woo)
 I can't go back, brick in my bag
 Now I come clean like a bath, uh
 She wanna dance
 Meringue my pendant, plus C-note
 The watch on my hand (Ha)
 Vegas, I'm doin' the damage
 Five hundred C-notes that's stacked in my bag (Oh)
 Coolin' my jets, ain't Snapchattin'
 Pics to look cool on a jet (Yeah)
 Uber arrived, boy, you pull to the 'jects (Yeah)
 Rick Owen on, I'm not new to this dress (Yeah)
 Super my flex
 Flew to the west, XO the gang
 Ain't no foolin' the set (Ah)
 Upgraded house, got a pool and I'll flex (Brr)
 Shooter beside me, they cool with the ref
 Blew in the TEC
 Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, then she brings them back to dad
 Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy
 Yeah, sip some syrup, then relax
 I got birds in the trap
 I got curtains in the back, yeah (Curtains in the back)
 Put the whole city on my back
 Quarter milli' in my bag
 I'm goin' shoppin' when I land, uh
 I fill a Backwood up with weed
 I got a few hoes overseas, uh
 Turned to the car, ride the beat, uh (Skrrt)
 Turbo can't stay off the keys, uh
 Hop out the Porsche to a Jeep, uh (Skrrt)
 Bitch dressin' up like a cheap ho
 Seen me count up me some G's, yeah
 All my sauce covered with G's, uh
 Cut me a check
 The only ones talkin' I know ain't a threat
 I'm a big boss, I can double the bet
 She mad 'cause I keep ignorin' her texts (Yeah)
 YSLXO for me 'til we dead (Oh)
 I fell asleep with two hoes in my bed
 Get what you want and you don't gotta beg
 He had me geeked, so I poured up some red
 Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, then she brings them back to dad
 Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy
 I rock Chanel when I flex at bank
 That Chevy Impala, it creep through your ends
 Can't trust these riches and no more new friends
 Feel like Sid Vicious, I hop out the Benz
 I got a car and I came from the 'jects
 I feel like Mozart, I play with those keys
 She say, "Te amo," I don't speak no Spanish
 I rock Chanel when I flex at the banquet
 Young nigga slime, very sticky like Twinkie
 Drown in my drip, man, I swear I can't sink
 Fuck at the office off one or two drinks
 Dippin' my pen in this company ink
 Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, then she brings them back to dad
 Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy
 
 That be Maaly Raw
 Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, then she brings them back to dad
 Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy
 Fashionable killer, ice like the winter
 I'm puttin' you under arrest (Ooh)
 Coughin' all winter, cuff it and win her
 Princess cut diamonds the best (Best)
 I'ma remember, give you the world
 You my Jasmine, Aladdin, no cap
 Trap with a MAC, we just be flowin'
 And she brings it back to daddy (Yeah)
 Shirt costs a rack, name on your tag
 First call, she pull out the 'Lacs (Woo)
 I can't go back, brick in my bag
 Now I come clean like a bath, uh
 She wanna dance
 Meringue my pendant, plus C-note
 The watch on my hand (Ha)
 Vegas, I'm doin' the damage
 Five hundred C-notes that's stacked in my bag (Oh)
 Coolin' my jets, ain't Snapchattin'
 Pics to look cool on a jet (Yeah)
 Uber arrived, boy, you pull to the 'jects (Yeah)
 Rick Owen on, I'm not new to this dress (Yeah)
 Super my flex
 Flew to the west, XO the gang
 Ain't no foolin' the set (Ah)
 Upgraded house, got a pool and I'll flex (Brr)
 Shooter beside me, they cool with the ref
 Blew in the TEC
 Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, then she brings them back to dad
 Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy
 Yeah, sip some syrup, then relax
 I got birds in the trap
 I got curtains in the back, yeah (Curtains in the back)
 Put the whole city on my back
 Quarter milli' in my bag
 I'm goin' shoppin' when I land, uh
 I fill a Backwood up with weed
 I got a few hoes overseas, uh
 Turned to the car, ride the beat, uh (Skrrt)
 Turbo can't stay off the keys, uh
 Hop out the Porsche to a Jeep, uh (Skrrt)
 Bitch dressin' up like a cheap ho
 Seen me count up me some G's, yeah
 All my sauce covered with G's, uh
 Cut me a check
 The only ones talkin' I know ain't a threat
 I'm a big boss, I can double the bet
 She mad 'cause I keep ignorin' her texts (Yeah)
 YSLXO for me 'til we dead (Oh)
 I fell asleep with two hoes in my bed
 Get what you want and you don't gotta beg
 He had me geeked, so I poured up some red
 Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, then she brings them back to dad
 Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy
 I rock Chanel when I flex at bank
 That Chevy Impala, it creep through your ends
 Can't trust these riches and no more new friends
 Feel like Sid Vicious, I hop out the Benz
 I got a car and I came from the 'jects
 I feel like Mozart, I play with those keys
 She say, "Te amo," I don't speak no Spanish
 I rock Chanel when I flex at the banquet
 Young nigga slime, very sticky like Twinkie
 Drown in my drip, man, I swear I can't sink
 Fuck at the office off one or two drinks
 Dippin' my pen in this company ink
 Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, then she brings them back to dad
 Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy
 
 That be Maaly Raw
 Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, then she brings them back to dad
 Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy
 Fashionable killer, ice like the winter
 I'm puttin' you under arrest (Ooh)
 Coughin' all winter, cuff it and win her
 Princess cut diamonds the best (Best)
 I'ma remember, give you the world
 You my Jasmine, Aladdin, no cap
 Trap with a MAC, we just be flowin'
 And she brings it back to daddy (Yeah)
 Shirt costs a rack, name on your tag
 First call, she pull out the 'Lacs (Woo)
 I can't go back, brick in my bag
 Now I come clean like a bath, uh
 She wanna dance
 Meringue my pendant, plus C-note
 The watch on my hand (Ha)
 Vegas, I'm doin' the damage
 Five hundred C-notes that's stacked in my bag (Oh)
 Coolin' my jets, ain't Snapchattin'
 Pics to look cool on a jet (Yeah)
 Uber arrived, boy, you pull to the 'jects (Yeah)
 Rick Owen on, I'm not new to this dress (Yeah)
 Super my flex
 Flew to the west, XO the gang
 Ain't no foolin' the set (Ah)
 Upgraded house, got a pool and I'll flex (Brr)
 Shooter beside me, they cool with the ref
 Blew in the TEC
 Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, then she brings them back to dad
 Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy
 Yeah, sip some syrup, then relax
 I got birds in the trap
 I got curtains in the back, yeah (Curtains in the back)
 Put the whole city on my back
 Quarter milli' in my bag
 I'm goin' shoppin' when I land, uh
 I fill a Backwood up with weed
 I got a few hoes overseas, uh
 Turned to the car, ride the beat, uh (Skrrt)
 Turbo can't stay off the keys, uh
 Hop out the Porsche to a Jeep, uh (Skrrt)
 Bitch dressin' up like a cheap ho
 Seen me count up me some G's, yeah
 All my sauce covered with G's, uh
 Cut me a check
 The only ones talkin' I know ain't a threat
 I'm a big boss, I can double the bet
 She mad 'cause I keep ignorin' her texts (Yeah)
 YSLXO for me 'til we dead (Oh)
 I fell asleep with two hoes in my bed
 Get what you want and you don't gotta beg
 He had me geeked, so I poured up some red
 Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, then she brings them back to dad
 Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy
 I rock Chanel when I flex at bank
 That Chevy Impala, it creep through your ends
 Can't trust these riches and no more new friends
 Feel like Sid Vicious, I hop out the Benz
 I got a car and I came from the 'jects
 I feel like Mozart, I play with those keys
 She say, "Te amo," I don't speak no Spanish
 I rock Chanel when I flex at the banquet
 Young nigga slime, very sticky like Twinkie
 Drown in my drip, man, I swear I can't sink
 Fuck at the office off one or two drinks
 Dippin' my pen in this company ink
 Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, then she brings them back to dad
 Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks
 Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy