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PERFORMING ARTISTS
H.E.R.
H.E.R.
Vocals
Cordae
Cordae
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Songwriter
Elijah Dias
Elijah Dias
Songwriter
Tiara Thomas
Tiara Thomas
Songwriter
Aliandro Prawl
Aliandro Prawl
Songwriter
Gabriella Wilson
Gabriella Wilson
Songwriter
Ronald Colson
Ronald Colson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Miki Tsutsumi
Miki Tsutsumi
Mixing Engineer
Jaron Bozeman
Jaron Bozeman
Producer
Ayana Depas
Ayana Depas
Assistant Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Ali Prawl
Ali Prawl
Producer
Flippa
Flippa
Producer
Gitty
Gitty
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Money help me get by
It don't matter if I
Cop myself expensive things
Buy myself a diamond ring
Married to the mullah
Still ain't got no lover
Looking, all I see is green
Wonder can you buy me these
[Verse 2]
It's hard to trust the things that we lust
No falling in love, we so outta touch
When no one's around, who's holdin' you down?
It seems like the only thing we know is
[Verse 3]
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 4]
They don't understand
They don't know how to get the stacks up
If I drop a hundred bands
I'ma get it right back up
And if I fall it don't matter
I'ma a ball, get the bag yeah
Spend it all when I'm sad, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 5]
It's hard to trust the things that we lust
No falling in love, we so outta touch
When no one's around, who's holdin' you down?
It seems like the only thing we know is
[Verse 6]
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 7]
Now you know a young **** got them racks up on me
I can introduce you to my rapper homies
But I ain't gonna take you to the matrimony
Prolly gonna leave you down, sad and lonely
My infatuation with these bags and faces
Got a couple dollars so congratulations
Tryna find love so I'm navigatin'
Shower you with gifts over saturation
[Verse 8]
But I can't seem to find love without the ratchet shit
This lil dream of mine, why am I attached to this?
[Verse 9]
But happiness is when you glad and bliss
And the cash and shit, is a catalyst
To cover up the pain, it's hazardous
The trouble, lust, the fame, it's attacking quick, my God
[Verse 10]
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Aliandro Prawl, Elijah Dias, H.E.R., Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman, Ronald "Flippa" Colson, Ronald Tyler Colson, Tiara Thomas
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