Racks In lyrics

[Intro]
Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh
Racks in
Racks in
Uh, yeah, uh, one (Racks in)
I'ma try to one take this b*tch, uh, uh (Gang, gang)
Let's go, huh

[Chorus]
Uh, racks off (Let's go, racks off)
Uh, racks in (Racks in)
Uh, Saks Fifth, I just spent about ten (About ten, yeah)
Racks off (Uh)
Uh, cha-ching, racks in (Racks in)
Uh, Saks Fifth, I just spent about ten (About ten, yeah)
Uh, new b*tch, uh, uh, new Benz (Uh, uh)
Uh, left her old friends, got some new friends (Bye)
Guess what I did, I f*cked on her new friends (What else?)
Guess where I did it, in the back of my Benz' (For real), ha, ha, ha, ha

[Verse 1]
Chopper go "Gra, gra," got money like yeah, yeah
Shout to them killers over Eastbound or Rock block
Swervo, I'ma win my ten bands back, just watch
f*ck it though it's fifty in my pocket (Uh)
A hunnid in my wallet (Yeah)
Run up on me, then I'm poppin' (Grrah)
Your b*tch on my line, I just might take her shoppin'
Oops, I ain't buyin' nothin' (Haha)
Yeah, but she could watch me, buy a whole new closet
Elliatt and Johnny Dang, I ain't with the Icebox rocks (Gling)
n*gga we got hella range, you know it's a beam on the Glock
I done been through hella things, I ain't goin' back, no-no
They call me a big shot, I make more than your job
n*gga you suck like blowjob
Your ho give me a blowjob
They heard your sh*t, they said it's weak but Juice WRLD sh*t go so hard
Yeah, try me if you want, 150 and you're lunch
Homi' if you want, n*gga, we bear arms
[Chorus]
Uh, racks off (Let's go, racks off)
Uh, racks in (Racks in)
Uh, Saks Fifth, I just spent about ten (About ten, yeah)
Racks off (Uh)
Uh, cha-ching, racks in (Racks in)
Uh, Saks Fifth, I just spent about ten (About ten, yeah)
Uh, new b*tch, huh, uh, new Benz (Uh, uh)
Uh, left her old friends, got some new friends (Bye)
Guess what I did, I f*cked on her new friends (What else?)
Guess where I did it, in the back of my Benz (For real)

[Verse 2]
Guess what I did? What?
Guess where I live? Where?
In the Chi' where n*ggas come to die, yeah
Guess what we shoot? Guns
Guess what you shoot? Flares
I know you ain't 'bout that life, yeah, yeah
Love it when your momma suck me right, yeah, yeah
But I love her more when she buy crack for her pipe, yeah, yeah
Love it when your b*tch f*ck me right, yeah, yeah
So I know you hate it when you kiss her at night, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Uh, racks off (Let's go)
Uh, racks in (Let's go)
Uh, Saks Fifth, I just spent about ten (Uh, ya dig?)
Racks off (Uh)
Uh, cha-ching, racks in (Let's go)
Uh, Saks Fifth, I just spent about ten (Yeah)
Uh, new b*tch, uh, uh, new Benz (Skrrt, skrrt)
Uh, left her old friends, got some new friends (Bye)
Guess what I did, I f*cked on her new friends (What else?)
Guess where I did it, in the back of my Benz (For real), ha, ha, ha, ha