[Future:] What you got? Racks on racks on racks He got racks on racks on racks We got racks on racks on racks I got racks on racks on racks She got racks on racks on racks They got racks on racks on racks
Got a campaign going so strong Getting brain while I’m talking on the phone Spend money when your money’s long Real street niggas ain’t no clone We at the top where we belong Drank lean, Rosé, Patrón Smoking on a thousand dollas worth of strong When the club bout to hear this song Got racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Got racks on racks on racks Got racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Niggas I ain’t even tryna hold back
[YC:] Gotta car lot in my garage Got a condo down near the stars I’m geeked up off them bars Got a car I ain’t even gotta park No key push button to start She ain’t a dime I won’t get hard Got ho’s that need a green card Say I’m a dog but I don’t even bark Got em biting his swag like sharks When I hit it I’mma knock it out the park Drop beat so goddamn hard Got kush, got lean, got barre That Re-Rock hard to scale Got bricks don’t need no scale I’m plugged in with the mail I’m part of the cartel That re-rock ain’t no clean 6-2 hundred for a neen Said fuck it all up on jeans I’m a True Religion fiend Got bands in the pockets of my jeans Need a kickstand way I lean Promethazine fiend Styrofoam, Sprite and lean
[Future:] Got a campaign going so strong Getting brain while I’m talking on the phone Spend money when your money’s long Real street niggas ain’t no clone We at the top where we belong Drank lean, Rosé, Patrón Smoking on a thousand dollas worth of strong When the club bout to hear this song Got racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Got racks on racks on racks Got racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Nigga I ain’t even tryna hold back
No choice by force I was forced, to go and cop sum ice Designer on my mojo, I live in the spotlight Real street nigga, ain’t no flaw Young Future gotta keep that raw I swear I gotta get at you niggas I’mma need me a round of applause Bravo, bravo, bravo Bravo, bravo, bravo, bravo Got a hundred thousand dollars worth of clothes I’m froze, I’m froze, I’m cold I keep me a big bank roll I ain’t trickin’ off on these ho’s These ho’s bringin’ me they soul I will never sell my soul Cash out on all these cars These foreign-foreign broads Got a nigga livin’ in the stars I’m on my way to Mars Got Keyshia, Pam, and Nicki They all wanna do a Minaj A1, FreeBandz-FreeBandz We ain’t never got to goddamn flodge
Got a campaign going so strong Getting brain while I’m talking on the phone Spend money when your money’s long Real street niggas ain’t no clone We at the top where we belong Drank lean, Rosé, Patrón Smoking on a thousand dollas worth of strong When the club bout to hear this song Got racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Got racks on racks on racks Got racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Niggas hate me fall back
[Verse 3 – YC:] Gotta know I keep them racks I stay counting them stacks Them girls won’t leave me alone One fuck now she attached Flow hot don’t need no match Sell work don’t pay no tax I’m turned up to the max Don’t even know how to relax I drink so much damn lean Had to wake up on a bean Got racks off in my jeans They busting out the seams Got kush all in my lungs Get high like Cheech and Chong Eight hundred a zone Ain’t blowing it unless it’s strong She hate on my iPhone Catch mine and then I’m gone This girl want leave me alone I can not take her home I’m gone off them bars Bitch I’m not a star I’m driving foreign cars Strapped up no bodyguard
[Future:] Got a campaign going so strong Getting brain while I’m talking on the phone Spend money when your money’s long Real street niggas ain’t no clone We at the top where we belong Drank lean, Rosé, Patrón Smoking on a thousand dollas worth of strong When the club bout to hear this song Got racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Got racks on racks on racks Got racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Nigga I ain’t even tryna hold back