TrA3 - RACK$ (feat. BENZI) Lyrics

(Benzi)
All my bands up, every rack I'm counting double
They gon' need backup, catch 'em lackin' they in trouble (Trouble)
I get the pack and cut it up, then I sell it by the bundle (Bundle)
When my niggas huddle up, make a play that make you fumble
Off the oxy, get intoxicated, rollin' off a molly (Know it)
They can't stop me, anything I do, they watchin' just to copy (Copy)
Cause I'm rich, Benzi really rockin' on Givanci
Gettin' lit, we the main attraction of the party
Bitch, we blowin' up, bitch, we blowin' up (Know it)
Every day, every hour, every minute, I'm countin' up (Count up)
Bitch, we blowin' up, bitch, we blowin' up (Blowin up)
Every day, every hour, every minute, I'm countin' up (Count up)

(Hook)
Bitch I'm livin' large
Got them racks, got them racks (Got them racks)
Money comin' in
I got racks on top of racks (Racks)

F*ck livin' hard
Ain't no way I'm goin' back, goin' back (Nah)
No more bricks in the kitchen
Gettin' rich off rap, rich off rap (Know it)

All my niggas solid
On my life, they never rat (Nah)
All it take is one call
To get yo block took off the map (Blah)

Get you wiped, bitch, nigga
You ain't comin' back (Nah)
It ain't shit to me to spend a rack
And make it back (Make it back)

(Tra3)
Yeah, cause you know we rich as f*ck (Rich as f*ck)
Get you wiped off, bitch, just for a couple bucks (Bucks)
Me and my niggas run this bitch, we don't give a f*ck
Found a way to make them racks, then we f*ckin' doubled up (Doubled up)
Now we in VIP, got the champagne bubbled up (Know it)
Askin' for a handout, nigga, get your hustle up
Found my own lane, and then I skirt off (Skur, skur)
Got your bitch and her friend tryna take their shirt off (Woo)
Came up out the mud, then I wiped that f*ckin' dirt off
Now my racks too legit, I ain't gotta send a bird off (Ahhh)
All about my racks, bout my racks (Racks)
I ain't stressin' shit, if it ain't about them stacks (Bout them stacks)

(Hook)
Bitch I'm livin' large
Got them racks, got them racks (Count up)
Money comin' in
I got racks on top of racks (Got them racks)

F*ck livin' hard
Ain't no way I'm goin' back, goin' back
No more bricks in the kitchen
Gettin' rich off rap, rich off rap

All my niggas solid
On my life, they never rat (Know it)
All it take is one call
To get yo block took off the map (Nah)

Get you wiped, bitch nigga
You ain't comin' back (Blah)
It ain't shit to me to spend a rack
And make it back, make it back (Nah)