Soulja Boy — Racks Up Mama Said Bring The Racks Home

[Hook] Racks home Racks home Mama told me bring the racks home Hop out the Rari I'm on chrome Yeah I had to bring the racks home Hop out the Rari you know I pull a four door Chopper shoot near the motherfucking dome dome I came out straight out the dome Had to bring the racks home Racks up Racks up You know I had to run the racks up Racks up Racks up You know I had to stack the racks up A hundred thousand in one day boy I'm bad dawg Hop out the Rari nigga you don't understand though There is only one ways to learn a nigga stand up Racks up racks up [Verse 1] Ride with my shadow like I am Jamaican Stack the racks up man I don't have no patience Rolling kicking sippin lean i could taste it You diss on the game and we find your location I bought a bentley coupe and bought a good lotto [?] you seen it was obvious Made a hundred K on sittin in the trap Push out that pack like a NFL running back Yeah yeah yeah I had to show em show em I went and count on the road I was getting cash everywhere that I go Everywhere that we go We would count up on the road Up on the road We would count up on the road We would count up on the road My niggas I got em My bitches I got em You know there's no problem You know there's no problem No problem I solve em We stay getting money in the shoe red bottle christian I'm guessing the money just listen My young niggas riding My bad bitches riding Everybody riding [Hook] Racks home Racks home Mama told me bring the racks home Hop out the Rari I'm on chrome Yeah I had to bring the racks home Hop out the Rari you know I pull a four door Chopper shoot near the motherfucking dome dome I came out straight out the dome Had to bring the racks home Racks up Racks up You know I had to run the racks up Racks up Racks up You know I had to stack the racks up Standing the kitchen and I want them racks up Standing the trap then I put the pack up Racks up Racks up You know I had to run the racks up [Verse 2] Yeah she like the way a young nigga kickin it Hey hop up out the Rari I was rippin it I just water whip the shit Chain worth a quarter brick I be looking like a lick She knows that I'm the shit She knows that I'm real rich Riding around town and I'm looking like a lick Hop out the Rari gelato Hundred million wells fargo Bad bitch in Chicago I'm getting to the money I'm getting to the dough Count up the money count it in a row I gotta go do a show I gotta do a show I gotta go and go hit the road I gotta pour a four I got a marble floor I got the mansion and I got the diamonds That's a know Oh she gon drop it down honor roll She gon drop it down twerk it and that's fo sho I just bought a new condo my area Shout out to Lebron though Racks home Racks home Mama told me bring the racks home don't be long Baby baby don't be long The racks am gon bring them The racks am gon bring them All of my niggas they getting it All of my niggas they getting it [?] [Hook] Racks up Racks up You know I had to run the racks up Racks up Racks up You know I had to stack them racks up Standing the kitchen and running the racks up Pushing the pack I'm pushing the pack up Racks up Racks up You know I had to run the racks up Know I had to run the racks up You know I had to run the racks up You know You know You know You know