Racks Up

Lyrics

[Verse 1: D Kist] All that small talk, it don't mean shit If you try to ride this wave, you'll get seasick In order to compare, you must compete We are not the same, can't you see I'm on some king shit If it ain't bout a bag, I ain't talking about it I hardly carry cash, I make bank deposits Young nigga, but I'm super solid Face card clean, I don't owe nobody They ask me where I get it from It's in my genes, I'm my daddy's son Please, keep the comparisons I'm having plenty motion, you ain't having none Think I understand why they hate me Cause they ain't me and they can't be This ain't mediocrе this the big leagues Ain't nothing about mе basic, I do big things (yea) [Hook: D Kist] When you get money, they gonna hate, let them hate When you paid, you ain't worried about shit I'm a student of the game, me and you, we ain't the same You niggas watching from the bench Yea, I done ran them racks up I ain't going backwards I do it for Grants, Franklins, and Jacksons I done ran them racks up, yea I been ran them racks up, ran them racks up [Verse 2: Toosii] Really ran the racks up Pull up in a black truck, a Tahoe I got gang with me tryna get it bumping like a pothole Cause when you up, all they want to do is hate Got a million racks, put food up on the plate Married to em now, still ride with 100 rounds I'll put a nigga in the downs Still put a nigga on a shirt I remember when we ain't have shit Now I ride around with a bad bitch Mags extended out, feel like I finally broke a perky This ain't mediocre, this the big leagues I put diamonds in a choker, I'm a 6 speed, yea Ima face hit that ass with a Ben 10, that ass is a big league In a gym full with a Glock, no other gym please I get racks, don't owe nobody You broke nigga, you get money, don't know nobody, yea And it seems like when you up, they wanna be on your body I swear I'm glad I got my own, I got it [Hook: D Kist] When you get money, they gonna hate, let them hate When you paid, you ain't worried about shit I'm a student of the game, me and you, we ain't the same You niggas watching from the bench Yea, I done ran them racks up I ain't going backwards I do it for Grants, Franklins, and Jacksons I done ran them racks up, yea I been ran them racks up, ran them racks up