Rack it Up Lyrics

Rack it up, boy get that weight

Rack it up, boy get that weight

Rack it up, boy get that weight (that weight)

Told the plug I cannot wait (not wait)

Rack it up, boy get that weight (that weight)

Back it up drive through the gate (gate)

Before I leave i'mma need me a taste (taste)

Bitch booty fat, watch it shake (it shake)

Beat it up, nut on her face

Got Benjamin Frank inside of a case (yuh)

Rack it up, boy get that weight (rack it up, rack it up)

Rack it up, boy get that weight (rack it up, rack it up)

Rack it up, boy get that weight (rack it up, rack it up)

Rack it up, boy get that weight (rack it up, rack it up)

Movin' up, got higher rates (yeah)

I want that shit in my face (yeah)

One lil hit it got me baked (yeah)

I'm blowing a bag to the bank (yeah)

Rack it up, stack it up

Three lines like Adidas (yuh)

I get hoes like the bachelor

My shot spectacular

Hop in that Delorean (skirt)

With the flux capacitor (yuh)

These boys so amateur

They bitch wanna talk to me like i'm the manager (yuh)

These bitches some fish way they taking the bait

I'mma gorilla, i'm bathing in ape

You fuck with the real or you fuck with the fake

That chopper the reaper, you gon' meet your fate

Shawty so thick got a handful of cake

Got VVS on me, i'm wet like a lake

Colt 45, but i'm pumping them plates

I'm fucking this bitch in the back of the wraith

Doubled the profit, I doubled the rate

Doubled the money, i'm moving that weight

Doubled the bitches, I doubled the cake

Doubled the blessings, I can't take a break

Artist hoe on me, i'm hard in the paint

I can tell that they pussy the way that they hate

Nintendo my bitch, in a kart finna race

Rack it up, but I ain't moving no weight

Rack it up, boy get that weight (that weight)

Told the plug I cannot wait (not wait)

Rack it up, boy get that weight (that weight)

Back it up drive through the gate (gate)

Before I leave i'mma need me a taste (taste)

Bitch booty fat, watch it shake (it shake)

Beat it up, nut on her face

Got Benjamin Frank inside of a case (yuh)

Rack it up, boy get that weight (rack it up, rack it up)

Rack it up, boy get that weight (rack it up, rack it up)

Rack it up, boy get that weight (rack it up, rack it up)

Rack it up, boy get that weight (rack it up, rack it up)

Movin' up, got higher rates (yeah)

I want that shit in my face (yeah)

One lil hit it got me baked (yeah)

I'm blowing a bag to the bank (yeah)