Two-9 - Rackades Lyrics

Ooh, aye, uh, aye ooh, aye, uh, aye, uh
Ooh, aye, ooh, aye, ooh

Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em racks
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em racks

If you dial my number better be about money
You ain't talkin money, lil boy you a dummy
Pulled out, nutted on her stomach
Pulled it out, nutted on her stomach
Rack rack rack, throw a rack, quarterback
You ain't no real nigga, boy you a rat
Bands still marchin', they rat tat tat
Bands still marchin', they rat tat tat
A hundred dollar cup what I'm
Sippin' on a flight
Venus, Serena my rackades right
Huh, leave em' at the light
Huh, leave em' at the light
You don't wanna know what I spent last night
Huh, it wouldn't be right
Huh, rackades, rackades right
Rackades, rackades right

Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em racks
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em racks

Phone just ringing for them rackades
Sittin' in the cut like a band aid
Mad nigga chillin' like a hammock
Brand new whip, colour mayonnaise
Know these haters can't stand me, no
I know they really can't stand me, yeah
In they city doing damage, yeah
Got them racks just addin' up
Good with the mathematics, hey
Pullin' up, really at it, hey
Know that I really got it, hey
You know that we really have it, hey
Savage savage
All of my young niggas really wealthy
Y'all niggas lookin' very broke
Sorry that we cannot help you
Boy you know that

Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em racks
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em racks

Pouring a four in a liter
I f*ck her once then I leave her
Ridin a whip witha diva
Diamonds go crazy like seizures
I run it up and she love it
I f*ck her once, ain't no hugging
I f*ck her once and don't kiss it
I f*ck her once and you missed it
Skrrtin' off in something different
Don't ask what a nigga sippin'
I know they gon' hate on the kid
I f*ck his bitch at his crib
Rollin' deep, niggas lackin'
Phone ringin' so I'm stackin'
Phone ringin' yeah I'm stackin'
Pussy niggas still lackin'

Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em racks
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em rackades
Phone ringing, 'em racks