Meek Mill - Racked Up Shawty lyrics

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Meek Mill - Racked Up Shawty lyrics

(feat. Fabolous, French Montana) It's MMG All my n***as strapped up and racked up It's a lifestyle n***a Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty All these b**hes call me Racked up Shawty Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty All these b**hes call me Racked up Shawty Racks all of my wrists, racks all on my neck I spend racks all on my b**h Look at these racks all on my check n***a I'm racked up and I racked out f** the b**hes she tap out f** a b**h and I pa** out My pockets on j Stackhouse Cause I ball hard I'm swagged out All black maybach's out You'll n***as just been sh** And I live sh** that I rap 'bout These racks came from my crack house Dirty money like Diddy Hammers n***as ain't never seen Got thirty off in that fifty Now tell them hoes that I'm busy Tell them hoes that I'm balling I done f**ing ain't answered once Now why this hoe keep calling You'll n***as be fowling Acting like you all got it That sh** you call your stash n***a That's racks off of my pocket Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty All these b**hes call me Racked up Shawty Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty All these b**hes call me Racked up Shawty My shoes cost me a rack My outfit off the rack My presidential Rowley I'm calling that Barack Damn I meant Barack, too much Ciroc Won't catch me and that pa**enger That's word to Pac That's word to Big Rest in peace to the legends We k** n***as for the acting Rest in peace all them legends Catch me in that Aston I'm what's up f** asking They talk behind my b**h back They must have seen her a** then From H town like the astro, score card her a** ten Pop pills no aspirin like a ski slope in Aspen It's going down, it's going down Now I brought my ski racks n***as know my flow cold So I don't ride I ski tracks Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty All these b**hes call me Racked up Shawty Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty All these b**hes call me Racked up Shawty Black Ferrari, blacked out Black Friday, Black Map Popping spade blackjack b**h I'm hotter than fish grease Made 250 this week Baddest b**h all in balling b**h ball center Ass fat, can't sit straight Bought her like green blake Chain blue and white penn state Touring off of mixtapes Racked up Shawty, Chain by forty Came here with one b**h, left here with forty Shout my hommie Meek Mill Shout my hommie Fabo Bellow the crib Cup Mill I ain't trying to brag hoe That coke boy that Mayback That bad boy that stay strap That ghosts f** that Mayback Baddest who*es say that Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty All these b**hes call me Racked up Shawty Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty All these b**hes call me Racked up Shawty

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