Текст Meek Mill – Racked Up Shawty
Текст:
It’s MMG
All my niggas strapped up and racked up
It’s a lifestyle nigga
Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty
Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty
All these bitches call me Racked up Shawty
Racks all of my wrists, racks all on my neck
I spend racks all on my bitch
Look at these racks all on my check
Nigga I’m racked up and I racked out
Fuck the bitches she tap out
Fuck a bitch and I pass out
My pockets on j Stackhouse
Cause I ball hard I’m swagged out
All black maybach’s out
You’ll niggas just been shit
And I live shit that I rap ’bout
These racks came from my crack house
Dirty money like Diddy
Hammers niggas ain’t never seen
Got thirty off in that fifty
Now tell them hoes that I’m busy
Tell them hoes that I’m balling
I done fucking ain’t answered once
Now why this hoe keep calling
You’ll niggas be fowling
Acting like you all got it
That shit you call your stash nigga
That’s racks off of my pocket
Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty
All these bitches call me Racked up Shawty
Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty
All these bitches call me Racked up Shawty
My shoes cost me a rack
My outfit off the rack
My presidential Rowley
I’m calling that Barack
Damn I meant Barack, too much Ciroc
Won’t catch me and that passenger
That’s word to Pac
That’s word to Big
Rest in peace to the legends
We kill niggas for the acting
Rest in peace all them legends
Catch me in that Aston
I’m what’s up fuck asking
They talk behind my bitch back
They must have seen her ass then
From H town like the astro, score card her ass ten
Pop pills no aspirin like a ski slope in Aspen
It’s going down, it’s going down
Now I brought my ski racks
Niggas know my flow cold
So I don’t ride I ski tracks
Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty
All these bitches call me Racked up Shawty
Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty
All these bitches call me Racked up Shawty
Black Ferrari, blacked out
Black Friday, Black Map
Popping spade blackjack
Bitch I’m hotter than fish grease
Made 250 this week
Baddest bitch all in balling bitch ball center
Ass fat, can’t sit straight
Bought her like green blake
Chain blue and white penn state
Touring off of mixtapes
Racked up Shawty, Chain by forty
Came here with one bitch, left here with forty
Shout my hommie Meek Mill
Shout my hommie Fabo
Bellow the crib Cup Mill
I ain’t trying to brag hoe
That coke boy that Mayback
That bad boy that stay strap
That ghosts fuck that Mayback
Baddest whores say that
Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty
All these bitches call me Racked up Shawty
Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty
All these bitches call me Racked up Shawty
