RACK$ Lyrics

LK chyyyche gang whaaat?

Yeah hold up hold up hold up

Why don't you tell Zakee a story

YEEAAAAHHH

Packs, Racks, Packs Racks

GIVE ME THE

Racks

Yeah hold up

Racks Racks

SHOW ME THE

Packs, Racks, Packs Racks

GIVE ME THE

Racks, Packs, Racks Racks

LEEEESSSGOOOO

Run off with the bricks

Chase down with a stick

K on top of them, with time on em

On top of my shit (let's go)

Bitch ass lame niggas I don't ride with them

They're riding my dick (eewww)

I swear to my,

Them bitches get hit pull up in a blitz

(fiiiouuuu fiouuuu fiouuuu fiiouuuuuu)

Get savage

I ran from block to block delivered the package

Still stacking

I'm the plug so poor it up Ballentine it

Stop acting

Cause use a cunt scared to run it up

Mad cause I add it up

I'm having

LK running up the bands I'm in the cut

Only be- Only be chasing the guap

I run I don't stop

Make sure that this shit is on lock

Tell your bitch that she's a thot

For not telling you that her WAP

Was giving me top-top

Used to hide dope in my socks

But know I be giving no fucks

I'm smoking up top

Fuck with no goofy out here

I'm the man gotta set up the deal

Set up the set up the deal

I'm adding it up with no fears

I'm changing the gears

Going too fast on my lane

I'm up like I'm sniffing cocaine

It's part of the plan

If you want smoke with the gang

We're giving it out it be free

We sell it for cheap

LK be feeling like Meech

Serving the world's appétit

Bon appétit bitch

Hold up

Hold up

YEAAAAAH

Packs, Racks, Packs Racks

GIVE ME THE

Racks, Racks Racks

SHOW ME THE

Packs, Racks, Packs Racks

GIVE ME THE

Racks, Packs, Racks Racks

LEEEESSSGOOOO

Get the time right

Switch currencies cash tight

I've got it on lock so the business run properly

I came to take

Bitches they came here to hate

But I'm way ahead

Ain't got no time for debate

Already too gone to hear my phone ring

Bands a make a hoe dance

Like that glock that's up in my hand

Cross mother fuckers yeah I put clamps

Ball like JA jump out from the paint

Hustling

Can't sleep

Smoking that gas now I can't see

My eyes are red like I'm bleeding

Too far too gone niggas can't reach

Now you can-now you can say I'm a monster

Killing this shit from the gutter

A young nigga paid

Bitches they talk to me proper

Slap a nigga out the coma

With commas I make

LK Chyyyche Gang be a runner

Cardio sweat like the sauna

Run till the-run till the sun up

A young nigga gotta go get it today

I've gotta get it today

Handling packs everyday

Fuck what them niggas be saying

Give me the, give me the, give me the

Racks, racks, racks, yeah huh

Racks, racks, racks, hold up hold up

Racks, racks, racks, yeah huh

Racks, racks, racks, yeaaaaaaaah

Packs, Racks, Packs Racks

GIVE ME THE

Racks, Racks Racks

SHOW ME THE

Packs, Racks, Packs Racks

GIVE ME THE

Racks, Packs, Racks Racks

LEEEESSSGOOOO

Yeah, LK Chyyyche Gang ma mane

Hold up

Hold up

Hold up

Packs, racks, packs racks

Racks, racks, racks racks