YC - Racks (Remix) - OFFICIAL VIDEO Chords
Tempo:
140 bpm
Chords used:
Em
C
E
B
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Sonny Digital
[B] [C]
[Em]
[B] [C]
[Em]
[B] [C]
[Am] [Em]
[Em]
[D] [Em]
[Am] Racks on racks on racks
Got racks on racks on racks
[Em] Got racks on racks on racks
[E] Racks on racks on racks
[Am] Racks on [C] racks on racks
[Em] Feel fresh as hell in my trunk
Ice shot, [B] ok cool
[C] Trap door, I know I keep that tune
With that racks on racks, [D] I'm on for the fool
[Em] I'm on the globe, eating on TV
Everywhere you look, you [F#] see YC
[C] Hey, that nigga Jay, wish he was with me
[Dm] YC, YC, YC
[Em] Racked 2-5 from my motherfucking jeans
I'm so fly, don't even got rings
[C] Lil' J, brimming on the green
Double-cord all guys [D] ain't on [Em] me
That shoebox shit, over with
Spent all the [E] racks, won't notice [C] it
My bank account cards all over it
[Em] Racks on racks on racks
Yeah, they call me Country Grammar
My brother, I could slam her
[C] I'm crimson color painted, you can call that Alabama
[Em] I'm not from Alabama, but check out how I roll tight
He might [C] have the same [E] whip, but check out how I roll [Em] mine
Y'all niggas ain't no stars
Y'all only in it for the cars
[C] The sky is your [Gm] limit, ain't it mine [D] somewhere by Mars?
[E] I ride with the boys in the middle of the map
[Em] St.
Louis, Detroit, Chi-Town, [C] Napa
Down to the dirty back, up through the trap
Where the [Em] money don't stack, man, money overlap
Yeah, y'all better watch it, man, right here in [G] Lagallo
Two things [Em] is for certain, man, and one thing is for sure
Got a house on 100 acres
I've never seen my neighbor
He's a chicken, [C] MTL
And some buckets [Em] for your catering
Y'all better leave me alone
Got [B] license from my phone
[C] No need for your mama phone
Don't talk about your [D] baby [Em] gone
The truth, I ain't gonna lie
I got so many [C] rides
Don't know which one I'ma drive
[E] Fuck it, I'm just gonna [Em] fly
Got a damn plane, but it don't sound
Get a ride, but let's end on a phone
[C] Spend money when you're riding this slow
Real street niggas [D] ain't no clown
[Em] We at the top where we belong
Legally rose, I ain't push on
[C] Coming up, I'm a lot more strong
When the club body hear this [Em] song
Got reds on reds on [Am]
reds
Got reds on reds on reds
[E] Reds on reds on reds
Reds on reds on [C] reds
Reds on reds on reds
[A] [Em] Coming by the red, but it's not too late
Flying through the city all black, Bruce [C] Wayne
No, not bombs on my back then
But on the track, you can [Em] call me Hussein
That's why they nervous now, like I'm flying on a plane with a turbine
[C] But I'm fly, y'all just curbulence
Exit [D] rope, emergency
[E] As [Em] a kid, I was struck by lightning
No [B] wonder I'm [C] electrified
Fuck a brainstorm, I'll fuck [Em] around and cause a power outage
And it ain't no rivals
If [E] it was, it'd be no [C] survivors now
But just give me a hour, I'll light it up like [Em] a ice tower
When the club tryna show him how to stunt
Tryna figure what I do, it probably take him about a month
The club underwater, I'm [C] running out the front
While I'm somewhere in the back getting [Em] blowed like a blunt
No need to trip, you can tell them that I'm clueless, hell
Just in case, I'm on a pack of clueless [C] whales
I'm a good motherfucker, nothing new to tell
Got foes underneath [D] the old school as [Em] well
I got lights on my wrist that'll flinch like cop
Couple of [B] farcourts that'll ride low [C] top
Couple of wet whips that'll ride like yaps
Couple of haters [Bm] thinking I'm new and them niggas [Em] hot
You can tell them that I don't give a damn
Or there's a motherfucker telling him I was down
Call it what you want, I'ma do it for the [C] fam
Yeah, this is never gonna die
[Em] Got bills on top of bills, scales on top of scales
[C] I'm Mr.
All White, got Yale on top of [Em] Yale
Got plugs all on my phone, these niggas know I'm on
1054 was on, and they won't [B] leave me alone
[Em] Got a front wheel brick that ain't nothing to use
Just ran through a ticket that ain't nothing to [C] do
Yeah, I love these streets like I love the booth
Mr.
Cocaine [A] Music, I'm a running [E] crew
Got white on white, I'm a running crew
Got white on white, [Em] ice on ice on ice
And when I'm in the club, it [C#] look like lights on lights [Em] on lights
Got campagne going so strong
Getting brambles and ten on the phone
[C] Spend money when your man is strong
This [Am] street, niggas ain't no throne
[Em] We at the top, where we belong
Daily rolls ain't for the phone
[C] Throwing up dollars on the scrum
When the club bout to [Em] hit its zone
We got racks on racks on racks, racks [Am] on racks on racks
Racks on racks on [C] racks, racks on racks on racks
We got racks on [A] racks on racks, [Em] racks on racks on racks
We got racks on racks on racks, racks on racks on racks
[C] Racks on racks on racks, racks on racks on racks
We [Dm] got racks on racks [Em] on racks, racks on racks on racks
I make big plays, I got big chips
Blue money like six [C] crips
Switch gears like stick shifts
Fresh [D] sales on big [Em] kip, we buy cars, y'all flip whips
Catch you smoking that quick [C] trip
Bitch, you pimp, that's a hand sprain
I like to [G] call that a quick [Em] flip
Pull triggers like hamstrings
Boy, I'm [B] doing my damn [C] thing
Been plugged with them bricks, belt get off the [D] key like I can't [Em] sing
Got a seven on me like pink jerseys
Ride [E] around in this bitch [C] dirty
I'm the best, hands down, they [Bm] nickname me [Em] 6'3
Got activists in my sprite
Benjamins in my Robins
[C] Frank Miller with Florida Ice
But I still got my bright lens
[E] In the fan lane, getting slow brain
In the 212 Maserati
[C] I'm kicking, pimping like Luke Kane
My coupe [B] smoking like Friday
[Em] You ain't talking [E] nothing
I don't look [B] like close [C] nothing
These exclusive sevens pay 400 [D] for the Jordans
[Em] No, you can't afford them
Sharper than a [C] Swissman
Raps on raps, I campaign strong
[E] NYC like my brother
[Em]
[C]
[Em]
[C]
[D] [Em]
[C]
[Em]
[C]
[Em]
[B] [C]
[D] [Em]
[C]
[Em]
[B] [C]
[Em]
[C] I'm
[E] on my [Em]
rap, [B] [C]
[Em] soon
I'm on my rap, soon
[E] [C]
[D]
[N]
[B] [C]
[Em]
[B] [C]
[Em]
[B] [C]
[Am] [Em]
[Em]
[D] [Em]
[Am] Racks on racks on racks
Got racks on racks on racks
[Em] Got racks on racks on racks
[E] Racks on racks on racks
[Am] Racks on [C] racks on racks
[Em] Feel fresh as hell in my trunk
Ice shot, [B] ok cool
[C] Trap door, I know I keep that tune
With that racks on racks, [D] I'm on for the fool
[Em] I'm on the globe, eating on TV
Everywhere you look, you [F#] see YC
[C] Hey, that nigga Jay, wish he was with me
[Dm] YC, YC, YC
[Em] Racked 2-5 from my motherfucking jeans
I'm so fly, don't even got rings
[C] Lil' J, brimming on the green
Double-cord all guys [D] ain't on [Em] me
That shoebox shit, over with
Spent all the [E] racks, won't notice [C] it
My bank account cards all over it
[Em] Racks on racks on racks
Yeah, they call me Country Grammar
My brother, I could slam her
[C] I'm crimson color painted, you can call that Alabama
[Em] I'm not from Alabama, but check out how I roll tight
He might [C] have the same [E] whip, but check out how I roll [Em] mine
Y'all niggas ain't no stars
Y'all only in it for the cars
[C] The sky is your [Gm] limit, ain't it mine [D] somewhere by Mars?
[E] I ride with the boys in the middle of the map
[Em] St.
Louis, Detroit, Chi-Town, [C] Napa
Down to the dirty back, up through the trap
Where the [Em] money don't stack, man, money overlap
Yeah, y'all better watch it, man, right here in [G] Lagallo
Two things [Em] is for certain, man, and one thing is for sure
Got a house on 100 acres
I've never seen my neighbor
He's a chicken, [C] MTL
And some buckets [Em] for your catering
Y'all better leave me alone
Got [B] license from my phone
[C] No need for your mama phone
Don't talk about your [D] baby [Em] gone
The truth, I ain't gonna lie
I got so many [C] rides
Don't know which one I'ma drive
[E] Fuck it, I'm just gonna [Em] fly
Got a damn plane, but it don't sound
Get a ride, but let's end on a phone
[C] Spend money when you're riding this slow
Real street niggas [D] ain't no clown
[Em] We at the top where we belong
Legally rose, I ain't push on
[C] Coming up, I'm a lot more strong
When the club body hear this [Em] song
Got reds on reds on [Am]
reds
Got reds on reds on reds
[E] Reds on reds on reds
Reds on reds on [C] reds
Reds on reds on reds
[A] [Em] Coming by the red, but it's not too late
Flying through the city all black, Bruce [C] Wayne
No, not bombs on my back then
But on the track, you can [Em] call me Hussein
That's why they nervous now, like I'm flying on a plane with a turbine
[C] But I'm fly, y'all just curbulence
Exit [D] rope, emergency
[E] As [Em] a kid, I was struck by lightning
No [B] wonder I'm [C] electrified
Fuck a brainstorm, I'll fuck [Em] around and cause a power outage
And it ain't no rivals
If [E] it was, it'd be no [C] survivors now
But just give me a hour, I'll light it up like [Em] a ice tower
When the club tryna show him how to stunt
Tryna figure what I do, it probably take him about a month
The club underwater, I'm [C] running out the front
While I'm somewhere in the back getting [Em] blowed like a blunt
No need to trip, you can tell them that I'm clueless, hell
Just in case, I'm on a pack of clueless [C] whales
I'm a good motherfucker, nothing new to tell
Got foes underneath [D] the old school as [Em] well
I got lights on my wrist that'll flinch like cop
Couple of [B] farcourts that'll ride low [C] top
Couple of wet whips that'll ride like yaps
Couple of haters [Bm] thinking I'm new and them niggas [Em] hot
You can tell them that I don't give a damn
Or there's a motherfucker telling him I was down
Call it what you want, I'ma do it for the [C] fam
Yeah, this is never gonna die
[Em] Got bills on top of bills, scales on top of scales
[C] I'm Mr.
All White, got Yale on top of [Em] Yale
Got plugs all on my phone, these niggas know I'm on
1054 was on, and they won't [B] leave me alone
[Em] Got a front wheel brick that ain't nothing to use
Just ran through a ticket that ain't nothing to [C] do
Yeah, I love these streets like I love the booth
Mr.
Cocaine [A] Music, I'm a running [E] crew
Got white on white, I'm a running crew
Got white on white, [Em] ice on ice on ice
And when I'm in the club, it [C#] look like lights on lights [Em] on lights
Got campagne going so strong
Getting brambles and ten on the phone
[C] Spend money when your man is strong
This [Am] street, niggas ain't no throne
[Em] We at the top, where we belong
Daily rolls ain't for the phone
[C] Throwing up dollars on the scrum
When the club bout to [Em] hit its zone
We got racks on racks on racks, racks [Am] on racks on racks
Racks on racks on [C] racks, racks on racks on racks
We got racks on [A] racks on racks, [Em] racks on racks on racks
We got racks on racks on racks, racks on racks on racks
[C] Racks on racks on racks, racks on racks on racks
We [Dm] got racks on racks [Em] on racks, racks on racks on racks
I make big plays, I got big chips
Blue money like six [C] crips
Switch gears like stick shifts
Fresh [D] sales on big [Em] kip, we buy cars, y'all flip whips
Catch you smoking that quick [C] trip
Bitch, you pimp, that's a hand sprain
I like to [G] call that a quick [Em] flip
Pull triggers like hamstrings
Boy, I'm [B] doing my damn [C] thing
Been plugged with them bricks, belt get off the [D] key like I can't [Em] sing
Got a seven on me like pink jerseys
Ride [E] around in this bitch [C] dirty
I'm the best, hands down, they [Bm] nickname me [Em] 6'3
Got activists in my sprite
Benjamins in my Robins
[C] Frank Miller with Florida Ice
But I still got my bright lens
[E] In the fan lane, getting slow brain
In the 212 Maserati
[C] I'm kicking, pimping like Luke Kane
My coupe [B] smoking like Friday
[Em] You ain't talking [E] nothing
I don't look [B] like close [C] nothing
These exclusive sevens pay 400 [D] for the Jordans
[Em] No, you can't afford them
Sharper than a [C] Swissman
Raps on raps, I campaign strong
[E] NYC like my brother
[Em]
[C]
[Em]
[C]
[D] [Em]
[C]
[Em]
[C]
[Em]
[B] [C]
[D] [Em]
[C]
[Em]
[B] [C]
[Em]
[C] I'm
[E] on my [Em]
rap, [B] [C]
[Em] soon
I'm on my rap, soon
[E] [C]
[D]
[N]
Key:
Em
C
E
B
D
Em
C
E
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_ _ Sonny Digital _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ Racks on racks on racks
Got racks on racks on racks
[Em] Got racks on racks on racks
[E] Racks on racks on racks
[Am] Racks on [C] racks on racks
_ _ _ [Em] Feel fresh as hell in my trunk
Ice shot, [B] ok cool
[C] Trap door, I know I keep that tune
With that racks on racks, [D] I'm on for the fool
[Em] I'm on the globe, eating on TV
Everywhere you look, you [F#] see YC
[C] Hey, that nigga Jay, wish he was with me
[Dm] YC, YC, YC
[Em] Racked 2-5 from my motherfucking jeans
I'm so fly, don't even got rings
[C] Lil' J, brimming on the green
Double-cord all guys [D] ain't on [Em] me
That shoebox shit, over with
Spent all the [E] racks, won't notice [C] it
My bank account cards all over it
[Em] Racks on racks on racks
Yeah, they call me Country Grammar
My brother, I could slam her
[C] I'm crimson color painted, you can call that Alabama
[Em] I'm not from Alabama, but check out how I roll tight
He might [C] have the same [E] whip, but check out how I roll [Em] mine
Y'all niggas ain't no stars
Y'all only in it for the cars
[C] The sky is your [Gm] limit, ain't it mine [D] somewhere by Mars?
[E] I ride with the boys in the middle of the map
[Em] St.
Louis, Detroit, Chi-Town, [C] Napa
Down to the dirty back, up through the trap
Where the [Em] money don't stack, man, money overlap
Yeah, y'all better watch it, man, right here in _ [G] Lagallo
Two things [Em] is for certain, man, and one thing is for sure
Got a house on 100 acres
I've never seen my neighbor
He's a chicken, [C] MTL
And some buckets [Em] for your catering
Y'all better leave me alone
Got [B] license from my phone
[C] No need for your mama phone
Don't talk about your [D] baby [Em] gone
The truth, I ain't gonna lie
I got so many [C] rides
Don't know which one I'ma drive
[E] Fuck it, I'm just gonna [Em] fly
Got a damn plane, but it don't sound
Get a ride, but let's end on a phone
[C] Spend money when you're riding this slow
Real street niggas [D] ain't no clown
[Em] We at the top where we belong
Legally rose, I ain't push on
[C] Coming up, I'm a lot more strong
When the club body hear this [Em] song
Got reds on reds on _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ reds
Got reds on reds on reds _ _
_ [E] Reds on reds on reds
Reds on reds on [C] reds
Reds on reds on reds
_ _ [A] _ [Em] Coming by the red, but it's not too late
Flying through the city all black, Bruce [C] Wayne
No, not bombs on my back then
But on the track, you can [Em] call me Hussein
That's why they nervous now, like I'm flying on a plane with a turbine
[C] But I'm fly, y'all just curbulence
Exit [D] rope, emergency
[E] As [Em] a kid, I was struck by lightning
No [B] wonder I'm [C] electrified
Fuck a brainstorm, I'll fuck [Em] around and cause a power outage
And it ain't no rivals
If [E] it was, it'd be no [C] survivors now
But just give me a hour, I'll light it up like [Em] a ice tower
When the club tryna show him how to stunt
Tryna figure what I do, it probably take him about a month
The club underwater, I'm [C] running out the front
While I'm somewhere in the back getting [Em] blowed like a blunt
No need to trip, you can tell them that I'm clueless, hell
Just in case, I'm on a pack of clueless [C] whales
I'm a good motherfucker, nothing new to tell
Got foes underneath [D] the old school as [Em] well
I got lights on my wrist that'll flinch like cop
Couple of [B] farcourts that'll ride low [C] top
Couple of wet whips that'll ride like yaps
Couple of haters [Bm] thinking I'm new and them niggas [Em] hot
You can tell them that I don't give a damn
Or there's a motherfucker telling him I was down
Call it what you want, I'ma do it for the [C] fam
Yeah, this is never gonna die
[Em] Got bills on top of bills, scales on top of scales
[C] I'm Mr.
All White, got Yale on top of [Em] Yale
Got plugs all on my phone, these niggas know I'm on
_ 1054 was on, and they won't [B] leave me alone
[Em] Got a front wheel brick that ain't nothing to use
Just ran through a ticket that ain't nothing to [C] do
Yeah, I love these streets like I love the booth
Mr.
Cocaine [A] Music, I'm a running [E] crew
Got white on white, I'm a running crew
Got white on white, [Em] ice on ice on ice
And when I'm in the club, it [C#] look like lights on lights [Em] on lights
Got campagne going so strong
Getting brambles and ten on the phone
[C] Spend money when your man is strong
This [Am] street, niggas ain't no throne
[Em] We at the top, where we belong
Daily rolls ain't for the phone
[C] Throwing up dollars on the scrum
When the club bout to [Em] hit its zone
We got racks on racks on racks, racks [Am] on racks on racks
Racks on racks on [C] racks, racks on racks on racks
We got racks on [A] racks on racks, [Em] racks on racks on racks
We got racks on racks on racks, racks on racks on racks
[C] Racks on racks on racks, racks on racks on racks
We [Dm] got racks on racks [Em] on racks, racks on racks on racks
I make big plays, I got big chips
Blue money like six [C] crips
Switch gears like stick shifts
Fresh [D] sales on big [Em] kip, we buy cars, y'all flip whips
Catch you smoking that quick [C] trip
Bitch, you pimp, that's a hand sprain
I like to [G] call that a quick [Em] flip
Pull triggers like hamstrings
Boy, I'm [B] doing my damn [C] thing
Been plugged with them bricks, belt get off the [D] key like I can't [Em] sing
Got a seven on me like pink jerseys
Ride [E] around in this bitch [C] dirty
I'm the best, hands down, they [Bm] nickname me [Em] 6'3
Got activists in my sprite
_ Benjamins in my Robins
[C] Frank Miller with Florida Ice
But I still got my bright lens
[E] In the fan lane, getting slow brain
In the 212 Maserati
[C] I'm kicking, pimping like Luke Kane
My coupe [B] smoking like Friday
[Em] You ain't talking [E] nothing
I don't look [B] like close [C] nothing
These exclusive sevens pay 400 [D] for the Jordans
[Em] No, you can't afford them
Sharper than a [C] Swissman
Raps on raps, I campaign strong
[E] NYC like my brother
[Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] I'm _
_ _ [E] on my [Em] _ _ _
rap, _ [B] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ soon
I'm on my rap, soon _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Sonny Digital _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ Racks on racks on racks
Got racks on racks on racks
[Em] Got racks on racks on racks
[E] Racks on racks on racks
[Am] Racks on [C] racks on racks
_ _ _ [Em] Feel fresh as hell in my trunk
Ice shot, [B] ok cool
[C] Trap door, I know I keep that tune
With that racks on racks, [D] I'm on for the fool
[Em] I'm on the globe, eating on TV
Everywhere you look, you [F#] see YC
[C] Hey, that nigga Jay, wish he was with me
[Dm] YC, YC, YC
[Em] Racked 2-5 from my motherfucking jeans
I'm so fly, don't even got rings
[C] Lil' J, brimming on the green
Double-cord all guys [D] ain't on [Em] me
That shoebox shit, over with
Spent all the [E] racks, won't notice [C] it
My bank account cards all over it
[Em] Racks on racks on racks
Yeah, they call me Country Grammar
My brother, I could slam her
[C] I'm crimson color painted, you can call that Alabama
[Em] I'm not from Alabama, but check out how I roll tight
He might [C] have the same [E] whip, but check out how I roll [Em] mine
Y'all niggas ain't no stars
Y'all only in it for the cars
[C] The sky is your [Gm] limit, ain't it mine [D] somewhere by Mars?
[E] I ride with the boys in the middle of the map
[Em] St.
Louis, Detroit, Chi-Town, [C] Napa
Down to the dirty back, up through the trap
Where the [Em] money don't stack, man, money overlap
Yeah, y'all better watch it, man, right here in _ [G] Lagallo
Two things [Em] is for certain, man, and one thing is for sure
Got a house on 100 acres
I've never seen my neighbor
He's a chicken, [C] MTL
And some buckets [Em] for your catering
Y'all better leave me alone
Got [B] license from my phone
[C] No need for your mama phone
Don't talk about your [D] baby [Em] gone
The truth, I ain't gonna lie
I got so many [C] rides
Don't know which one I'ma drive
[E] Fuck it, I'm just gonna [Em] fly
Got a damn plane, but it don't sound
Get a ride, but let's end on a phone
[C] Spend money when you're riding this slow
Real street niggas [D] ain't no clown
[Em] We at the top where we belong
Legally rose, I ain't push on
[C] Coming up, I'm a lot more strong
When the club body hear this [Em] song
Got reds on reds on _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ reds
Got reds on reds on reds _ _
_ [E] Reds on reds on reds
Reds on reds on [C] reds
Reds on reds on reds
_ _ [A] _ [Em] Coming by the red, but it's not too late
Flying through the city all black, Bruce [C] Wayne
No, not bombs on my back then
But on the track, you can [Em] call me Hussein
That's why they nervous now, like I'm flying on a plane with a turbine
[C] But I'm fly, y'all just curbulence
Exit [D] rope, emergency
[E] As [Em] a kid, I was struck by lightning
No [B] wonder I'm [C] electrified
Fuck a brainstorm, I'll fuck [Em] around and cause a power outage
And it ain't no rivals
If [E] it was, it'd be no [C] survivors now
But just give me a hour, I'll light it up like [Em] a ice tower
When the club tryna show him how to stunt
Tryna figure what I do, it probably take him about a month
The club underwater, I'm [C] running out the front
While I'm somewhere in the back getting [Em] blowed like a blunt
No need to trip, you can tell them that I'm clueless, hell
Just in case, I'm on a pack of clueless [C] whales
I'm a good motherfucker, nothing new to tell
Got foes underneath [D] the old school as [Em] well
I got lights on my wrist that'll flinch like cop
Couple of [B] farcourts that'll ride low [C] top
Couple of wet whips that'll ride like yaps
Couple of haters [Bm] thinking I'm new and them niggas [Em] hot
You can tell them that I don't give a damn
Or there's a motherfucker telling him I was down
Call it what you want, I'ma do it for the [C] fam
Yeah, this is never gonna die
[Em] Got bills on top of bills, scales on top of scales
[C] I'm Mr.
All White, got Yale on top of [Em] Yale
Got plugs all on my phone, these niggas know I'm on
_ 1054 was on, and they won't [B] leave me alone
[Em] Got a front wheel brick that ain't nothing to use
Just ran through a ticket that ain't nothing to [C] do
Yeah, I love these streets like I love the booth
Mr.
Cocaine [A] Music, I'm a running [E] crew
Got white on white, I'm a running crew
Got white on white, [Em] ice on ice on ice
And when I'm in the club, it [C#] look like lights on lights [Em] on lights
Got campagne going so strong
Getting brambles and ten on the phone
[C] Spend money when your man is strong
This [Am] street, niggas ain't no throne
[Em] We at the top, where we belong
Daily rolls ain't for the phone
[C] Throwing up dollars on the scrum
When the club bout to [Em] hit its zone
We got racks on racks on racks, racks [Am] on racks on racks
Racks on racks on [C] racks, racks on racks on racks
We got racks on [A] racks on racks, [Em] racks on racks on racks
We got racks on racks on racks, racks on racks on racks
[C] Racks on racks on racks, racks on racks on racks
We [Dm] got racks on racks [Em] on racks, racks on racks on racks
I make big plays, I got big chips
Blue money like six [C] crips
Switch gears like stick shifts
Fresh [D] sales on big [Em] kip, we buy cars, y'all flip whips
Catch you smoking that quick [C] trip
Bitch, you pimp, that's a hand sprain
I like to [G] call that a quick [Em] flip
Pull triggers like hamstrings
Boy, I'm [B] doing my damn [C] thing
Been plugged with them bricks, belt get off the [D] key like I can't [Em] sing
Got a seven on me like pink jerseys
Ride [E] around in this bitch [C] dirty
I'm the best, hands down, they [Bm] nickname me [Em] 6'3
Got activists in my sprite
_ Benjamins in my Robins
[C] Frank Miller with Florida Ice
But I still got my bright lens
[E] In the fan lane, getting slow brain
In the 212 Maserati
[C] I'm kicking, pimping like Luke Kane
My coupe [B] smoking like Friday
[Em] You ain't talking [E] nothing
I don't look [B] like close [C] nothing
These exclusive sevens pay 400 [D] for the Jordans
[Em] No, you can't afford them
Sharper than a [C] Swissman
Raps on raps, I campaign strong
[E] NYC like my brother
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