Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Racks, artist - 88GLAM. Album song 88GLAM2.5, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 11.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: XO
Song language: English
Racks |
| Need a girl that puts in work for those racks |
| Yeah, then she brings them back to dad |
| Need a girl that puts in work for those racks |
| Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy |
| Fashionable killer, ice like the winter, I’m puttin' you under arrest |
| Cuffin' a winner, cuff in the winter, princess cut diamonds the best |
| I’ma remember, give you the world, you my Jasmine, Aladdin, no cap |
| Trap with a MAC, we just be floatin', and she brings it back to daddy (Yeah) |
| Shirt cost a rack, name on your tat, first class, we pull up to LAX |
| I can’t go back, brick in my bag, now I come clean like a bath, uh |
| She wanna dance |
| Meringue my pendant, Pusseno the watch on my hand |
| Vegas, I’m doin' the damage |
| Five hundred C-notes that’s stacked in my bag |
| Coolin' my jets, ain’t Snapchattin' pics to look cool on a jet (Yeah) |
| Uber arrived, while you pool to the 'jects (Yeah) |
| Rick Owen on, I’m not new to this dress (Yeah), super my flex |
| Flew to the west, XO the gang, ain’t no foolin' the set (Ah) |
| Upgraded house, got a pool and a fence (Brr) |
| Shooter beside me, they cool with the ref, blew in a tech |
| Need a girl that puts in work for those racks |
| Yeah, then she brings them back to dad |
| Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks |
| Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy |
| Yeah, sip some syrup, then relax |
| I got birds in the trap |
| I got curtains in the back, yeah (Curtains in the back) |
| Put the whole city on my back |
| Quarter milli' in my bag |
| I’m goin' shoppin' when I land, uh |
| I fill a Backwood up with weed |
| I got a few hoes overseas, uh |
| Turned to a car, ride the beat, uh (Skrrt) |
| Turbo can’t stay off the keys, uh |
| Hop out the Porsche to a Jeep, uh (Skrrt) |
| Bitch dressin' up like a cheap ho |
| Seen me count up me some G’s, yeah |
| All my sauce covered with G’s, uh |
| Cut me a check |
| The only ones talkin' I know ain’t a threat |
| I’m a big boss, I can double the bet |
| She mad 'cause I keep ignorin' her texts (Yeah) |
| YSLXO, family 'til we dead (Oh) |
| I fell asleep with two hoes in my bed |
| Get what you want and you don’t gotta beg |
| Bean had me geeked so I poured up some red |
| Need a girl that puts in work for those racks |
| Yeah, then she brings them back to dad |
| Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks |
| Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy |
| I rock Chanel when I flex at banquet |
| That Chevy Impala, it creep through your ends |
| Can’t trust these bitches and no more new friends |
| Feel like Sid Vicious, I hop out the Benz |
| I got a car and I came from the 'jects |
| I feel like Mozart, I play with those keys |
| She say, «Te amo,» I don’t speak no Spanish |
| I rock Chanel when I flex at the banquet |
| Young nigga glamorous, twinkly twink |
| Drown in my drip, man, I swear I can’t sink |
| Fuck at the office off one or two drinks |
| Dippin' my pen in this company ink |
| Need a girl that puts in work for those racks |
| Yeah, then she brings them back to dad |
| Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks |
| Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy |