Racks

It's Double

[ Intro :YC]
What you got racks on racks on racks
He got racks on racks on racks
We got racks on racks on racks, let's go

[Hook : YC]

Got campaign going so strong
Getting brain while I'm talking on the phone
Spend money when your money's long
Real street niggas ain't no clone
We at the top where we belong
Drank lean, Rosé, Patrón
Smoking on a thousand dollas worth of strong
When the club bout to hear this song
Got racks on racks on racks
Racks on racks on racks
Racks on racks on racks
Got racks on racks on RACKS
Got racks on racks on racks
Racks on racks on racks
Racks on racks on racks
Niggas hate me fall BACK

[Verse 1]
They call me D.O.U.B.L.E-I
Ain't nobody doin' like me
I'm a B.E.A.S capital T
Middle finger to the lame niggas hatin' on me
Like uh uh I don't give a damn
Niggas want beef 'for imma throw it in the pen
Get washed up like Prince in the sand
Ima kick it like a kid when you step into the man, damn
Pull up with a nine better leave with a dime
Nigga I don't need a pad or a pen when I rhyme
Nigga it's my time, it's my time
Like a [?] crack nigga this my line
Money so long and my bitch so fine
They both line up like a disco line
All black swag when a chain so bright
If your girl look twice bet the bitch go blind
Double-i got (racks on racks on racks)
Pullin' up on (black on black on black)
All team got (stacks on stacks on stacks)
22's on (flags on flags on flags)
You can sip that wine Imma sit this crown
BOW game boogie you know how I get down
Seatin' at the top I ain't tryna get down
My money talks for me nigga talk shit now
Double-I got

[Hook : YC]
Got campaign going so strong
Getting brain while I'm talking on the phone
Spend money when your money's long
Real street niggas ain't no clone
We at the top where we belong
Drank lean, Rosé, Patrón
Smoking on a thousand dollas worth of strong
When the club bout to hear this song
Got racks on racks on racks
Racks on racks on racks
Racks on racks on racks
Got racks on racks on RACKS
Got racks on racks on racks
Racks on racks on racks
Racks on racks on racks
Niggas hate me fall BACK

[Verse 2]
Gotta get that bread, gotta get that [?]
Gotta get that chip, gotta get that cream
When I get that check Imma get that red
Imma get that blue, imma get that green
Imma take your bicth man as well give it up
Only god one life mine as well live it up
Imma throw this ones up in the air
When you drop low mine as well pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Got [?]
I got shooters, Call of Duty
Fuck them haters catch me in the [?]
Blowin' good, Ray Band swaggin'
Chillin' with a chick with a asian accent
[?] to the brain with amazing action
Keep a nigga laced in L.A this fashion
Bitch I'm stylin' you still swagin'
What you on I'm a few months past that
All team stackin', we be stackin'
Y'all be slackin'(Y'all be slackin')
Double-I got

[Hook : YC]
Got campaign going so strong
Getting brain while I'm talking on the phone
Spend money when your money's long
Real street niggas ain't no clone
We at the top where we belong
Drank lean, Rosé, Patrón
Smoking on a thousand dollas worth of strong
When the club bout to hear this song
Got racks on racks on racks
Racks on racks on racks
Racks on racks on racks
Got racks on racks on RACKS
Got racks on racks on racks
Racks on racks on racks
Racks on racks on racks
Niggas hate me fall BACK