[Chorus]
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
My money’s fat
And that’s a fact
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
My money’s fat
And that’s a fact
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks

[Verse]
I got bands, and they fill my house
I got a choppa, boy, better watch out
Pull up wit a stick and I take your spouse
Boy, I kill you cuz you run yo mouth
I be lit and lit and lit
I got too many rollies on my wrist
Too much ice, I’m getting too cold
You know that you’re getting old
What, what, what, what
Ay, yuh, ooh, ay, what
Ay, ooh, yuh, ooh, ay
What, ay, yuh, ooh

I am rich and rich with money
I am rich and that’s not funny
I need my double cup (my lean)
I know you got no luck

[Chorus]
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
My money’s fat
And that’s a fact
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
My money’s fat
And that’s a fact
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks
Racks on stacks