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YC ft. Future - Racks (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YC Worldwide
YC Worldwide
Performer
Sonny Digital
Sonny Digital
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Sonny Corey Uwaezuoke
Sonny Corey Uwaezuoke
Songwriter
Christopher Daniels Miller
Christopher Daniels Miller
Songwriter
Rico Brooks
Rico Brooks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sonny Digital
Sonny Digital
Producer
Hot Beatz
Hot Beatz
Recording Engineer
Enil “Tre Styles” Mills
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Got campaign going so strong
Getting **** while I'm talking on the phone
Spend money when ya money this long
Real street n**** ain't no clone
[Verse 2]
We at the top where we belong
Sip ****, Rosé, Patron
Smoking on thousand dollar worth of strong
When the club outta here it's on
[Verse 3]
Got racks on racks, on racks
Racks on racks, on racks
Racks on racks, on racks
Got racks on racks, on racks
[Verse 4]
Got racks on racks, on racks
Racks on racks, on racks
Racks on racks, on racks
N**** hating me ain't even tryna hold back
[Verse 5]
Got a crawl outta my garage
Got a condo down in the stars
I'm geaked up off them bars
Got a car I don't even gotta park
[Verse 6]
No keys push button start
If she ain't a dime I won't get hard
Got h****s that need a green card
Say I'm a dawg but I don't even bark
[Verse 7]
Got 'em biting this swag like sharks
When I hit I'ma knock it out the park
Trap beating so ****damn hard
Got ****, got ****, got ****
[Verse 8]
Got remix hard as scale
Got **** don't need no scale
I'm plugged in with the mail
I'm part of the cartel
[Verse 9]
Got re-rock ain't no cling
Six two hundred for a Nin
Then f**** it all up on jeans
I'm a true religion fiend
[Verse 10]
Got bands in the pockets of my jeans
Need a kickstand way I lean
Promethazine fiend
Stamped on sprite and ****
[Verse 11]
Got campaign going so strong
Getting **** while I'm talking on the phone
Spend money when ya money this long
Real street n**** ain't no clone
[Verse 12]
We at the top where we belong
Sip ****, Rosé, Patron
Smoking on thousand dollar worth of strong
When the club outta here it's on
[Verse 13]
Got racks on racks, on racks
Racks on racks, on racks
Racks on racks, on racks
Got racks on racks, on racks
[Verse 14]
Got racks on racks, on racks
Racks on racks, on racks
Racks on racks, on racks
N**** hating me ain't even tryna hold back
[Verse 15]
No choice by force I sport
Then go and cop some ice
Designer on my mojo
I live in the spotlight
[Verse 16]
Real street n**** ain't no flaw
Young future gotta keep that raw
That swag I gave you n****s
I'ma need me a round of applause
[Verse 17]
Got a hundred thousand dollars worth o' clothes
I'm froze, I'm froze I'm cold
I keep me a big bank roll
[Verse 18]
I ain't trickin' off on these h****
These h**** bringin' me they souls
I will never sell my soul
[Verse 19]
Cashed out on all these cars
These foreign, foreign broads
Got a n**** livin' in the stars
I'm on my way to Mars
[Verse 20]
Got Keisha, Pam, and Nikki
They all wanna do a Minaj
Aye one free bands, free bands
We ain't ever got a ****damn large
[Verse 21]
Got campaign going so strong
Getting **** while I'm talking on the phone
Spend money when ya moneys this long
Real street n**** ain't no clone
[Verse 22]
We at the top where we belong
Sip ****, Rosé, Patron
Smoking on thousand dollar worth of strong
When the club outta here it's on
[Verse 23]
Got racks on racks, on racks
Racks on racks, on racks
Racks on racks, on racks
Got racks on racks, on racks
[Verse 24]
Got racks on racks, on racks
Racks on racks, on racks
Racks on racks, on racks
N**** hating me ain't even tryna hold back
[Verse 25]
Y'all know I keep them racks
I stay countin' them stacks
Ya girl won't leave me 'lone
Wanna f**** now she attached
[Verse 26]
Flow hot don't need no match
Sell work don't pay no tax
I'm turnt up to the max
Don't even know how to relax
[Verse 27]
I drank so much that ****
Had to wake up on a ****
Got racks all in my jeans
Man busting out the seams
[Verse 28]
Got **** all in my lungs
Get high like Cheech and Chong
Eight hunnid a zone
I ain't blowin' unless it's strong
[Verse 29]
Catch **** on my iPhone
Catch mine and then I'm gone
This girl won't leave me 'lone
I cannot take her home
[Verse 30]
I'm gone off them bars
B****, I'm not a star
I'm driving foreign cars
Strapped up no bodyguards
[Verse 31]
Got campaign going so strong
Getting **** while I'm talking on the phone
Spend money when ya money this long
Real street n**** ain't no clone
[Verse 32]
We at the top where we belong
Sip ****, Rosé, Patron
Smoking on thousand dollar worth of strong
When the club outta here it's on
[Verse 33]
Got racks on racks, on racks
Racks on racks, on racks
Racks on racks, on racks
Got racks on racks, on racks
[Verse 34]
Got racks on racks, on racks
Racks on racks, on racks
Racks on racks, on racks
N**** hating me ain't even tryna hold back
Written by: Christopher Daniels Miller, Nayvadius Wilburn, Rico Brooks, Sonny Corey Uwaezuoke
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