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Rich The Kid - Racks On feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rich The Kid
Rich The Kid
Vocals
Beat By Jeff
Beat By Jeff
Programming
Dy
Dy
Programming
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jefferson Ogendi
Jefferson Ogendi
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
David Karbal
David Karbal
Songwriter
Daniel Shyman
Daniel Shyman
Songwriter
Dimitri Roger
Dimitri Roger
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beat By Jeff
Beat By Jeff
Producer
Dy
Dy
Producer
That's Not It
That's Not It
Producer
Tillie
Tillie
Mixing Engineer
Dy Krazy
Dy Krazy
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Engineer
Thats Not It
Thats Not It
Producer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff)
(DY Krazy)
[Instrumental]
My cars exotic (Skrrt), racks can't fit in my wallet
All this cash in my pocket (My pocket)
Pull up on the plug, no socket (No socket)
That Lambo truck like a rocket (Yee)
I can't change up for that money, mama proud of me
I'm flexin' up, I bought the Rolls, but it ain't got a key
And when my bitch start actin' up, I buy her Louis V
Went from the bottom to the top and it ain't hard to see
[Chorus]
Can't leave the house without the racks on (Racks on)
No, little boy, my money full grown (Full grown)
I got these racks so I don't sleep alone (Sleep alone)
Stay with the money, I can't leave it home (I can't leave it home)
Can't leave the house without the racks on
[Verse 1]
Racks on, you fell off, but can't get back on (What?)
I fucked my bitch and broke her backbone (Backbone)
A broke **** seem to think so
I got this money, I can't change up (I can't change up)
I fuck her once, that pussy dangerous (That pussy dangerous)
I fell in love 'cause she an angel (Yeah, she an angel)
He want the smoke, give him a halo (That boy get halo)
Can't leave the house without a bankroll (Bankroll)
I got the money when the bank close (When the bank close)
[Chorus]
Can't leave the house without the racks on (Racks on)
No, little boy, my money full grown (Full grown)
I got these racks so I don't sleep alone (Sleep alone)
Stay with the money, I can't leave it home (I can't leave it home)
Can't leave the house without the racks on
[Verse 2]
Racks on (Me), racks on
I got at least a hundred thousand on me
I got Rolls Royce, every piece of jewelry I got ain't lease
I got a chauffeur, barely you will see me drivin' in these streets (No)
I took that risk (That risk)
I'm so rich that none my brothers call collect (They all good)
Except DDawg because he bust a **** head (Ooh, bah, bitch)
I hope that he don't hit my phone when I'm on a jet (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
She spent fifty on double CC, that's a check (That's a check)
That's a stupid purchase, when I'm mad, I say less (I say less)
Didn't buy a Birkin, get that shit from off my chest
Money can't buy nothin' but these diamonds on my neck
Where the fuck is you at?
**** ain't real as me (Me), **** ain't rich as us (Us)
Ride in the Maybach like a mega Xan' school bus (Straight thuggin')
This shit on my wrist gon' get you stepped on
I don't think you should touch it (Yeah, don't touch it)
I buy what I want and I go where I want, I ain't got no budget (No, bitch)
This shit in here get bloody, can't get you, we pop your cousin (Pop)
Glock and .223 right now, come on, ain't 'bout discussion
[Chorus]
Can't leave the house without the racks on (Racks on)
No, little boy, my money full grown (Full grown)
I got these racks so I don't sleep alone (Sleep alone)
Stay with the money, I can't leave it home (I can't leave it home)
Can't leave the house without the racks on
[Refrain]
My cars exotic, racks can't fit in my wallet
All this cash in my pocket (My pocket)
Pull up on the plug, no socket (No socket)
That Lambo truck like a rocket (Yee)
I can't change up for that money, mama proud of me
I'm flexin' up, I bought the Rolls, but it ain't got a key
And when my bitch start actin' up, I buy her Louis V (She actin' up)
Went from the bottom to the top and it ain't hard to see (Straight to the top)
[Outro]
(Ayy, lemme hear that ho, Jeff)
(DY Krazy)
Written by: Alex Christian Jean Petit, Daniel Shyman, David Karbal, Dimitri Roger, Jefferson Ogendi, Kentrell Gaulden
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