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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jacquees
Jacquees
Vocals
DJ Moon
DJ Moon
Programming
Saint Mino
Saint Mino
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacquees Rodriquez Broadnax
Jacquees Rodriquez Broadnax
Songwriter
Yakki Marez Davis
Yakki Marez Davis
Songwriter
Corey Moon
Corey Moon
Songwriter
Mino Drerup
Mino Drerup
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Moon
DJ Moon
Producer
Saint Mino
Saint Mino
Producer
Abel Garibaldi
Abel Garibaldi
Mixing Engineer
Max Steger
Max Steger
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Nate Mingo
Nate Mingo
Mastering Engineer
Noah McCorkle
Noah McCorkle
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You're the reason why-y-y
Self-esteem is to the max and you know it
Money race, I overlap, and you know it
Leavin' my heart, I'll probably collapse, and you know it
Girl, you the reason why-y-y
That I keep racks in these Amiris, 'cause we shoppin' everywhere we go and land
You the reason why-y-y
I put this shit on, rockin' designer, smokin' on exotic strands
You the reason why-y-y
Stack these racks up to the fuckin' ceilin'
Take care my momma and her fuckin' children
You're the reason why-y-y
Heart cold, ain't got no fuckin' feelings
Slim and Baby gon' handle business
[Verse 2]
I'ma stack these racks up to the ceilin'
Gave out too much love, it ain't come back to me yet
I came back and I turned up the city
God know I'm his son, he just ain't come back for me yet
I just threw a dub at Magic City
Fuck it up on Monday, then be back the weekend
Went to Wafi' and I spent a ticket
Probably why my old hoes came back at one time
[Verse 3]
I'm in Memphis gettin' head from a celebrity
And all my diamonds, GIA, yeah, I got clarity
And I got diamonds in my teeth, fifty for a pair of these
I'm sellin' words, you sellin' birds, who need a pair of keys?
S63, it's push to start, who need a pair of keys?
Call me the butt-naked truth, I need a pair of jeans
I wear my heart right on my back, who needs a pair of sleeves?
Amiri bow, six hundred for a pair of sneaks
New bitch, she go to school, she a paralegal
Thot bitch want Care Credit for a pair of cheeks
It won't be long, spent 2k for a pair of jeans
And my mood, on future, hope it never ends
[Verse 4]
I'ma stack these racks up to the ceilin'
Gave out too much love, it ain't come back to me yet
I came back and I turned up the city
God know I'm his son, he just ain't come back for me yet
I just threw a dub at Magic City
Fuck it up on Monday, then be back the weekend
Went to Wafi' and I spent a ticket
Probably why my old hoes came back at one time
[Verse 5]
I don't want to never end
It's like our life has just began
I'm walkin' out, I'm comin' back again
'Cause we became the best of friends, oh-oh
[Verse 6]
I'ma stack these racks up to the ceilin'
Gave out too much love, it ain't come back to me yet
I came back and I turned up the city
God know I'm his son, he just ain't come back for me yet
I just threw a dub at Magic City
Fuck it up on Monday, then be back the weekend
Went to Wafi' and I spent a ticket
Probably why my old hoes came back at one time
Written by: Corey Moon, Jacquees Rodriquez Broadnax, Mino Drerup, Yakki Marez Davis
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