Young Thug — Big Racks

[Intro: Young Thug & Lil Uzi Vert] I got some big racks right on me I got some big racks right on me I got some big racks right on me I got some big racks right on me I got some big racks right on me Yeah No, I'm not Jordan, but I am the G.O.A.T (The G.O.A.T) Diamonds, they wet like a boat (A boat) Diamonds, they wet like a boat (Yeah) Diamonds, they wet like a boat (Woo) No, I'm not Jordan, but I am the G.O.A.T (Lil Uzi) Diamonds, they wet like a boat (Lil Uzi) Diamonds, they wet like a boat (A boat) Diamonds, they wet like a boat (Yeah) [Chorus: Young Thug] I got some big racks right on me (Yee) I got some big racks right on me (Yee) I got some big racks right on me (Yee) I got some big racks right on me (Hey) I keep them big racks right on me (Right on me) I got them big racks right on me (They on me) I stack them big racks right on me (They on me) I got them big racks right on me (Yee) Big racks right on me (What?) I keep them big racks right on me (Yee, yee) Skinnies right on me (What?) Still got them big racks right on me (Yee, yee) I got them big racks right on me (Sheesh) I got them big racks right on me (Yeah) (808 Mafia) I got them big racks right on me (Yeah) I got them big racks right on me [Verse 1: Young Thug] I keep some big racks right on me I keep some nats right on me I keep that pack right up on me I keep that gat right up on me Pussy nigga, back it up Chiraq shoot like me in court Hit me one time in my stomach Purple leaking out my gut Fuck your bitch, I don't give a fuck We get stoned 'til we throw up I'm living life like the Jeffersons Bible scriptures on my chest and shit My pockets swole, Nutty Professor it If it came 'cross my table we dealt with it I need me at least two like I'm stepping it I'm so bool that these bitches are acceptin' it I got bitches that been known the bando I'll show niggas that's with it no blindfold We the monsters, we slime, we not kind folk We so cool with the dope, we want molto I know reds, I know blues but no popo I want ice in my teeth but no Coco When I fuck her I perform the yoko I pull up with gang members not solo [Chorus: Young Thug] I got some big racks right on me I got some big racks right on me I got some big racks right on me I got some big racks right on me I keep them big racks right on me I got them big racks right on me I stack them big racks right on me I got them big racks right on me Big racks right on me I keep them big racks right on me Skinnies right on me Still got them big racks right on me I got them big racks right on me I got them big racks right on me I got them big racks right on me I got them big racks right on me [Verse 2: Young Thug] YSL Hercules, Hercules I hide my dope and my coke in trees Stickin' your bitch like a porky-p I rock that white while she snort a G Finger lickin' nigga, quarter key Your money small I call it shorter Gs She up and down on it repeatedly I fuck her hard, don't accept apologies Baby gurgle, color purple Dick need nursing, gotta burp her 40 pistols, niggas lurkin' Top Shotta, kill my nigga Never heard of, get to murkin' Closed curtains, no outbursting We real killers not no crowd bursters Psych, bitch, I'm shootin' every person Catalyst, catch the wrist Rabbit shit, fuck your mix I'm the shit, she the shit 40,000, she's a Birkin bitch Looking, smelling, talking, walking bricks Acapella still I walk the shit Moonrock come from Cali, coughing, shit RIP to Paul Walker, shit [Chorus: Young Thug] I got some big racks right on me I got some big racks right on me I got some big racks right on me I got some big racks right on me I keep them big racks right on me I got them big racks right on me I stack them big racks right on me I got them big racks right on me Big racks right on me I keep them big racks right on me Skinnies right on me Still got them big racks right on me I got them big racks right on me I got them big racks right on me I got them big racks right on me I got them big racks right on me