[Intro]
Ayy, I need the racks in the middle (1040)
I need the racks in the middle
Ayy, I need the racks, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy (D. Major, baby)

[Chorus]
I need them racks in the middle, I hit ten bands off an iPhone
Racks in the middle, you need ten bands calling my phone
Racks in the middle, I hit ten bands off an iPhone
Racks in the middle, you need ten bands calling my phone

[Verse 1]
Labels wanna bug me, starting to get ugly
Thinking this ain't for me, been grinding since a shorty
Ain't no stoppin' now, tell me, "Youngin', keep on comin'"
Running back, I'm rushing, them Woods, them n***as love me
In the hood, them n***as love me, they sparkin' and I'm dumpin'
No runnin', bitch, I'm dumpin', they turnt a n***a up and I got shooters at the back
But I got shooters at the front
I'm a different type of breed, I'm a shooter, I don't clutch 'em

[Chorus]
I need them racks in the middle, I hit ten bands off an iPhone
Racks in the middle, you need ten bands calling my phone
Racks in the middle, I hit ten bands off an iPhone
Racks in the middle, you need ten bands calling my phone
[Verse 2]
Now I got some racks and some n***as wanna try me
I come from the trenches, I'll take another body
I put you out the car, you don't even plan on slidin'
Eliminate my targets, I won't ever think 'bout dying
And I don't fuck with n***as, watch 'em more, these n***as homo
Catch a bullet off that .9 so you can call me Tony Romo
If I call him my lil' brother, he gon' come and take the spot
Catch a bullet out that .40, call him Dak Prescott

[Chorus]
I need them racks in the middle, I hit ten bands off an iPhone
Racks in the middle, you need ten bands calling my phone
Racks in the middle, I hit ten bands off an iPhone
Racks in the middle, you need ten bands calling my phone
I need them racks in the middle, I hit ten bands off an iPhone
Racks in the middle, you need ten bands calling my phone
Racks in the middle, I hit ten bands off an iPhone
Racks in the middle, you need ten bands calling my phone