Racks On (Feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again)

Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff DY Krazy Refrain: Rich The Kid My cars exotic Skrrt, racks can't fit in my wallet All this cash in my pocket My pocket Pull up on the plug, no socket No socket That Lambo truck like a rocket Yee I can't change up for that money, mama proud of me I'm flexin' up, I bought the Rolls, but it ain't got a key And when my bitch start actin' up, I buy her Louis V Went from the bottom to the top and it ain't hard to see Chorus: Rich The Kid Can't leave the house without the racks on Racks on No, little boy, my money full grown Full grown I got these racks so I don't sleep alone Sleep alone Stay with the money, I can't leave it home I can't leave it home Can't leave the house without the racks on Verse 1: Rich The Kid Racks on, you fell off, but can't get back on What I fucked my bitch and broke her backbone Backbone A broke nigga seem to think so I got this money, I can't change up I can't change up I fuck her once, that pussy dangerous That pussy dangerous I fell in love 'cause she an angel Yeah, she an angel He want the smoke, you gon' get halo That boy get halo Can't leave the house without a bankroll Bankroll I got the money when the bank close When the bank close Chorus: Rich The Kid Can't leave the house without the racks on Racks on No, little boy, my money full grown Full grown I got these racks so I don't sleep alone Sleep alone Stay with the money, I can't leave it home I can't leave it home Can't leave the house without the racks on Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again Racks on Me, racks on I got at least a hundred thousand on me I got Rolls Royce, every piece of jewelry I got ain't lease I got a chauffeur, barely you will see me drivin' in these streets No I took that risk That risk I'm so rich that now my brothers got connects They all plugged Except DDawg because he bust a nigga head Ooh, bah, bitch I hope that he don't hit my phone when I'm on a jet Ayy, ayy, ayy She spent fifty on double CC, that's a check That's a check That's a stupid purchase, when I'm mad, I say, Diss I say, Diss Didn't buy a Birkin, get that shit from off my chest Money can't buy nothin' but these diamonds on my neck Where the fuck is you at Niggas ain't real as me Me, niggas ain't rich as us Us Ride in the Maybach like a mega Xan' school bus Straight thuggin' This shit on my wrist gon' get you stepped on I don't think you should touch it Yeah, don't touch it I buy what I want and I go where I want, I ain't got no budget No, bitch This shit in here get bloody, can't get you, we pop your cousin Pop Glock and .223 right now, come on, ain't 'bout discussion Chorus: Rich The Kid Can't leave the house without the racks on Racks on No, little boy, my money full grown Full grown I got these racks so I don't sleep alone Sleep alone Stay with the money, I can't leave it home I can't leave it home Can't leave the house without the racks on Refrain: Rich The Kid My cars exotic, racks can't fit in my wallet All this cash in my pocket My pocket Pull up on the plug, no socket No socket That Lambo truck like a rocket Yee I can't change up for that money, mama proud of me I'm flexin' up, I bought the Rolls, but it ain't got a key And when my bitch start actin' up, I buy her Louis V She actin' up Went from the bottom to the top and it ain't hard to see Straight to the top Outro Ayy, lemme hear that ho, Jeff DY Krazy