[Intro: Meek Mill]
It's MMG
All my n***** strapped up and racked out
It's a lifestyle n****
[Hook: Meek Mill]
Racked up shawty, racked up shawty
All these b****** call me racked up shawty
Racked up shawty, racked up shawty
And all these b****** call me racked up shawty
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Racks all on my wrist, racks all on my neck
I spend racks all on my b****, look at these racks all on my check
n**** I'm racked up and I'm racked out, f*** a b**** 'til she tap out
f*** a b**** then I pass out, and my pockets on J. Stackhouse
Cause I ball hard, I'm swagged out, all black, Maybach south
Y'all n***** just speak s*** and I live s*** that I rap 'bout
'Coz these racks came from my crackhouse, dirty money like Diddy
Hammers n***** ain't ever seen, got 30 off in that 50
Now tell them hoes that I'm busy, tell them hoes that I'm ballin'
I done f****** ain't answered once now why does ho keep callin'?
Y'all n***** be fraudin', acting like y'all got it
That s*** you call your stash n**** that's racks off of my pocket
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Fabolous]
My shoes cost me a rack (nice), my outfit off the rack (nice)
My presidential Rollie, I'm calling that Barack (s***)
d*** I meant Barrack (s***), too much Ciroc (s***)
Won't catch me in that passenger, and that's word to Pac (d***)
That's word to B.I.G. (d***), rest in peace to the legends (yeah)
We kill n***** for acting, rest in peace to them legends (yeah)
Catch me in that Aston, I'm "wassup?" f*** asking
They talk behind my b****'s back, they must've seen her a** then
From H town like the Astros, scorecard her a** 10
Pop pills no Aspirin, like a ski slope in Aspen
It's going down, going down, no I brought my ski racks
n***** know my flow cold so I don't ride I ski tracks
[Hook]
[Verse 3: French Montana]
Racked up I'm racked out, black Ferrari blacked out
Black Friday black mac, popping spades black jack
b**** I'm hotter than fish grease, made 250 this week
Baddest b****, all in her, balling b**** sportscenter
a** fat can't sit straight, ballin like griff blake
Chain blue or white Penn State, touring off a mixtape
Racked up shawty, chain 'bout 40
Came in with one b****, left out with four
Shout my homie Meek Mill, shout my homie Fabo
Know the crib a couple mill', and I ain't trynna brag ho
That c**e Boy, that Maybach, that Bad Boy gotta stay strapped
That Ghost, f*** that Maybach, baddest hoes say that's that
[Hook]
It's MMG
All my n***** strapped up and racked out
It's a lifestyle n****
[Hook: Meek Mill]
Racked up shawty, racked up shawty
All these b****** call me racked up shawty
Racked up shawty, racked up shawty
And all these b****** call me racked up shawty
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Racks all on my wrist, racks all on my neck
I spend racks all on my b****, look at these racks all on my check
n**** I'm racked up and I'm racked out, f*** a b**** 'til she tap out
f*** a b**** then I pass out, and my pockets on J. Stackhouse
Cause I ball hard, I'm swagged out, all black, Maybach south
Y'all n***** just speak s*** and I live s*** that I rap 'bout
'Coz these racks came from my crackhouse, dirty money like Diddy
Hammers n***** ain't ever seen, got 30 off in that 50
Now tell them hoes that I'm busy, tell them hoes that I'm ballin'
I done f****** ain't answered once now why does ho keep callin'?
Y'all n***** be fraudin', acting like y'all got it
That s*** you call your stash n**** that's racks off of my pocket
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Fabolous]
My shoes cost me a rack (nice), my outfit off the rack (nice)
My presidential Rollie, I'm calling that Barack (s***)
d*** I meant Barrack (s***), too much Ciroc (s***)
Won't catch me in that passenger, and that's word to Pac (d***)
That's word to B.I.G. (d***), rest in peace to the legends (yeah)
We kill n***** for acting, rest in peace to them legends (yeah)
Catch me in that Aston, I'm "wassup?" f*** asking
They talk behind my b****'s back, they must've seen her a** then
From H town like the Astros, scorecard her a** 10
Pop pills no Aspirin, like a ski slope in Aspen
It's going down, going down, no I brought my ski racks
n***** know my flow cold so I don't ride I ski tracks
[Hook]
[Verse 3: French Montana]
Racked up I'm racked out, black Ferrari blacked out
Black Friday black mac, popping spades black jack
b**** I'm hotter than fish grease, made 250 this week
Baddest b****, all in her, balling b**** sportscenter
a** fat can't sit straight, ballin like griff blake
Chain blue or white Penn State, touring off a mixtape
Racked up shawty, chain 'bout 40
Came in with one b****, left out with four
Shout my homie Meek Mill, shout my homie Fabo
Know the crib a couple mill', and I ain't trynna brag ho
That c**e Boy, that Maybach, that Bad Boy gotta stay strapped
That Ghost, f*** that Maybach, baddest hoes say that's that
[Hook]