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Fo Racks in My Hand

floofyc4t

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Lyrics

Intro

Yeah

Uh

Check it

Verse 1

Racks in my hand

Got the rubber band stretched

Counting while I walk

Through the parking lot wrecked

Hundreds in the pocket

Fifties in the shoe

Mama always told me

Boy you gotta make it through

Pre-Chorus

Now I'm stacking all these bills

Till my fingers turn blue

Every single day I'm counting

Till the money come through

Chorus

Fo racks in my hand

That's the way I stand

Fo racks in my hand

Yeah that's the plan

Post-Chorus

Racks racks racks

In my hand in my hand

Racks racks racks

Yeah I understand

Verse 2

Down in the south

Where the heat don't quit

Hustling every hour

Never time to sit

Big dog energy

I walk the block alone

Pockets getting heavy

Got that business tone

Pre-Chorus

Now I'm stacking all these bills

Till my fingers turn blue

Every single day I'm counting

Till the money come through

Chorus

Fo racks in my hand

That's the way I stand

Fo racks in my hand

Yeah that's the plan

Post-Chorus

Racks racks racks

In my hand in my hand

Racks racks racks

Yeah I understand

Bridge

Some say money talk

I say money walk

Right up to the counter

And on the table drop

I came, I saw, I spent

Then I got it back again

Round and round it goes

That's how the game begin

Chorus

Fo racks in my hand

That's the way I stand

Fo racks in my hand

Yeah that's the plan

Post-Chorus

Racks racks racks

In my hand in my hand

Racks racks racks

Yeah I understand

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