Racks (2019) lyrics

by

Drake


[Intro: Playboi Carti, Key Glock & Lil Juice]
(Tay Keith, f*ck these n*ggas up)
Slatt, know what I'm sayin’?
Whole lotta this sh*t, whole lot
Flame (Flame Gang)
Woah (Flame)
Woah (Slatt)
Flame, Flame (You dig?)

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
Yeah, b*tch, got them hoes, hold up, yeah
My ho' prostitute (Yeah)
My ho' do what she wanna do
I’ma f*ck that bih' in the back of the coupe
Ain't goin' out sad, can't f*ck with these dudes
Got a bag on me, put a bag on you
Me and Glock at the back of the spot holdin' the Glock (Yeah)
We don't give a f*ck about dude (29, slatt)
Yeah, look at these bags, hold up (Slatt)
Look at these racks, hold up (Slatt)
Cup full of red, hold up (Red)
I'm with my slatt, hold up (Yeah)
Pop a flat, hold up (Woah)
Shawty got back, hold up, yeah
I need bags, hold up, yeah
I need bags
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Hold up, yeah, on them Percs, yeah, uh
On them Percs, playa, uh
On them Percs, hold up, uh
On them Percs, yeah, uh
On them Percs, uh, yeah
From the Flat, yeah, uh
No Micky D’s, hold up
We got MAC’s, yeah
Shawty slob on me, hold up
I'm with mack, yeah
Shawty pop a bean
Christian Dior my jeans (Yeah)
Shawty gon’ f*ck on me (Yeah)
Shawty gon' f*ck the team (29)
I'm in this b*tch with my team, I'm with my slime (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Key Glock & Playboi Carti]
New baguettes, uh
Got some new baguettes, yeah, yeah
New TEC, yeah
I can get you whacked, yeah, yeah
Straps on deck, uh
I got straps on deck, yeah, yeah (Slatt)
Brand new FN (FN)
Yeah, hold my TEC (Yeah, yeah, homicide)
f*ck this b*tch, hold up, uh
I just smashed (Yeah, yeah)
I’m in LA, hold up (LA)
Smoke the gas, yeah (Cash, cash)
We got hoes, hold up (Blatt, blatt, yeah)
I just pass (Yeah, I got it)
Gon' get that cash (Hold up, yeah)
And get my mans (Yeah, yeah)
Pop them bags, hold up (Yeah, yeah)
Like this our last, hold up (Yeah)
Young n*gga gon' win, hold up (Yeah)
We ain't last, hold up (Yeah)
f*ck these hoes, hold up (Yeah)
f*ck the last, hold on (Yeah)
We still in, hold up (Yeah)
You ain't last, hold on (Yeah)
Big Benjamins, yeah, yeah
In my pants, uh (Yeah)
Big body Benz, yeah (Yeah)
I hit the dash, yeah, yeah
Hit the gas, yeah, yeah (Slatt)
Me and Cash, yeah, yeah (Slatt)
On they ass
Y'all ain't last
[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Key Glock]
Hold up, yeah, on them Percs, yeah, uh
On them Percs, playa, uh
On them Percs, hold up, uh
On them Percs, yeah, uh
On them Percs, uh, yeah
From the Flat, yeah, uh
No Micky D's, hold up
We got MAC's, yeah
Shawty slob on me, hold up
I'm a mack, yeah
Shawty pop a bean
Christian Dior my jeans (Yeah)
Shawty gon' f*ck on me (Yeah)
Shawty gon' f*ck the team (29)
I'm in this b*tch with my team, I'm with my slime (Yeah)
Blatt
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