Racks Today

Aye
Aye I'm in the studio
We got them racks today (Yea, yea, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Young London

Young na came from the slums (Slums)
These ns mad cause I'm on (On)
These ns know what I'm on (On)
Bitch stop calling my phone (Phone)
We got them racks today (Aye)
We got them racks today (Aye)
We got them racks today (Aye)
We got them racks today (Aye)
Fly since a young jet gone
Neck and wrist on froze
I can't trust these hoes
These ns acting like hoes

I got them racks I'ma get it
Flex when I come to your city
You take some we aim at your fitted
These ns know that I be with it
On me man these ns gone feel me
Give me them racks I'ma slide on you
Try to take mine we gone ride on them
I'm on my shit
Ain't stunting these bitches
Don't fuck with these ns I glide on them
I'ma stack up them racks I'ma keep on balling
Know some ns that really came from the bottom
They gone do anything just to see a dollar
We ain't going back broke we gone stack them commas
Walk around with racks in my jeans
Shawty want dick in her spleen
Told the bitch get on her knees
I'ma big deal with all of this cheese
Bitch I'm a big deal (Aye)
I got that big drip (Aye)
Fly like a windmill (Aye)
I got these racks on me (Eh)

Young na came from the slums (Oh, yea)
These ns mad cause I'm on (Oh, yea)
These ns know what I'm on (Oh, oh)
Bitch stop calling my phone (Oh, oh)
We got them racks today (Aye)
We got them racks today (Aye)
We got them racks today (Aye)
We got them racks today (Aye)

I remember I was stuck on them bleachers
Had to make a way a na wasn't eating
Ran them numbers up just like a meter
Now a na drip wet like a Seagull
Ns hate cause they know I'ma blow
Bitches flock cause they know I got dough
White ice on my neck like the snow
Now these bitches wanna swallow my soul
Gotta get the money need my shit on the pronto
Racks on me na you'll think I hit the lotto
Never switch up on the gang that's the motto
These ns fake they'll never keep it solid
These ns hate I got knots in my pocket
These ns hate I took off like a rocket
Yea bitch I'm trending I'm everyone topic
These ns wanna be me na stop it
Drip to hard like a rhino
Diamonds real bright like albino
These hoes trying to be my life
Married money I don't need a wife
I know that these ns wont take me out
Gotta f&n take another route
I'm only gone chase on this paper route
If it ain't bout the money I shut them out (Uh, uh)
Big drip I'm drowning (Uh)
These ns ain't counting up
They hating
They sad as fuck
They mad I ran it up
I remember I use to jug out the store
I'm getting rich we ain't wanting no more
This rap shit yea I know it's gone go
I'm having these racks either way that it goes

Young na came from the slums (Slums)
These ns mad cause I'm on (Oh, yea)
These ns know what I'm on (On)
Bitch stop calling my phone (Phone)
We got them racks today (Aye)
We got them racks today (Aye)
We got them racks today (Aye)
We got them racks today (Aye)
Fly since a young jet gone
Neck and wrist on froze
I can't trust these hoes
These ns acting like hoes
Big drip I'm drowning (Uh)
These ns ain't counting up
They hating
They sad as fuck
They mad I ran it up

Young na came from the slums (Slums)
These ns mad cause I'm on (On)
These ns know what I'm on (On)
Bitch stop calling my phone (Phone)
We got them racks today (Aye)
We got them racks today (Aye)
We got them racks today (Aye)
We got them racks today (Aye)
Fly since a young jet gone
Neck and wrist on froze
I can't trust these hoes
These ns acting like hoes (Oh, oh)
Big drip I'm drowning (Uh)
These ns ain't counting up
They hating
They sad as fuck
They mad I ran it up (Up)



Credits
Writer(s): London Lorin Lewis
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