Untradition - Racks Lyrics

Racks Racks
I wrote that song called desire said I want diamonds on my wrist
Don't give a f*ck if you judge me a young nigga tryna get rich
Cop a whip Grand Turismo
Fill up a Birkin for my bitch
Get matching jewels with my momma
Go shopping with my little sis
I want a little taste of the life
I want a bigger place to lay at night
Might just cop a Wraith
Keep it for a day
If you ain't tryna get paid
Get the f*ck up out my way
Money haffi make
Get gwop
Stack fast like I'm tryna win a race
Ooh, racks
I can't act like I don't dream
Living lavish luxury
Full staff
House maid
Paid in full vacation, sailin'
I want racks
Flying private sea to sea
Living lavish luxury
If I see it
I like it
I want it
No more leasin' Own it
Paid it off

Cash No interest
I want bbc
A.P.C.
Acne jean
And Gucci
With the mawd embroidery
On the sleeve
I want power I want peace
I want 8 or like 10 hours of sleep
Fill the fridge
Cook a feast
Belly full
Back to sleep
And wake up and back to the chase
No handouts all self made
Tryna make a lane
I just want the money money money money money money f*ck fame
Cop 100 acres like YE
Try to hit a billy like JAY
Couple dozen businesses in my name
Stock goin' up lets trade
Money haffi make
Stack fast like I'm tryna win a
Can't go too fast I might crash
And burn
Lesson learned
For some dollars I've seen people give up values that they had
That shit hurts
But I might still do it for the
Racks
I can't act like I don't dream
Living lavish luxury
Full staff
House maid
Paid in full vacation, sailin' (We're goin on vacation babe)
I want racks
Flying private sea to sea
Living lavish luxury
If I see it
I like it
I want it
No more leasin' Own it
Paid it off