Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Racked Up, artist - Fabolous.
Date of issue: 27.06.2012
Song language: English
Racked Up |
Chorus |
Racked up shawty, racked up shawty |
all these bitches call me racked up shawty x2 |
Meek Mill |
Racks all on my wrist, racks all on my neck |
I spend racks all on my bitch look at these racks all on my check |
Nigga im racked up and im racked out fuck a bitch til she tap out |
Fuck a bitch then i pass out and my pockets all in Jay Stack house |
Cus i balled hard im swag out all black Maybachs out |
Ya niggas just spit shit and i live the shit that i rap bout |
See these racks came from my crack house dirty money like diddy |
Hammers niggas aint never seen got 30 off in that 50 |
Now tell them hoes that im busy tell them hoes that im ballin |
I done fucking not answered now why this hoe keep callin |
Ya niggas be frauding acting like Yo Gotti |
That shit you call your stash nigga thats racks off in my pocket |
Chorus |
Racked up shawty, racked up shawty |
all these bitches call me racked up shawty x2 |
Fabolous |
My shoes cost me a rack, my outfit off the rack |
My presidential Rolly, im callin that Ba-rack |
Damn i meant Barack too much Ciroc |
Wont catch me in that passenger thats word to Pac |
Thats word to Big rest in peace to the legends |
Kill niggas for acting rest in peace to them legends |
Catch me in that Aston im whats up fuck askin |
They talk behind my bitch back they must have seen her ass then |
From H-Town like the Astros scorecard her ass 10 |
Pop pills no aspirin like a ski slope in Aspen |
Its going down going down, know i brought my ski racks |
Niggas know my flow cold so i dont ride i ski tracks, Im |
Chorus |
Racked up shawty, racked up shawty |
all these bitches call me racked up shawty x2 |
French Montana |
Racked up im racked out, black Ferrari blacked out |
Black Friday, black Mac, poppin Spades black jack |
Bitch im hotter than fish grease made 250 this week |
Baddest bitch all in her ballin bitch sports center |
Ass fat cant sit straight ballin like Griff, Blake |
Chain blue and white Penn State touring off a Mixtape |
Racked up shawty chain bout 40 |
Came in with one bitch left out with 40 |
Shout my homey Meek Mill shout my homey Fabo |
Know the crib a couple mill and i aint trying to brag hoe |
That Coke Boy that Maybach that Bad Boy that stay strap |
That Ghost fuck that Maybach baddest hoes say thats that |
Chorus |
Racked up shawty, racked up shawty |
all these bitches call me racked up shawty x2 |