Racked Up Shawty Lyrics - Meek Mill

1 It's MMG

2 All my niggas strapped up and racked out

3 It's a lifestyle nigga

4 [Chorus]

5 Racked up shawty, racked up shawty

6 All these bitches call me racked up shawty

7 Racked up shawty, racked up shawty

8 And all these bitches call me racked up shawty

9 Racks all on my wrist, racks all on my neck

10 I spend racks all on my bitch, look at these racks all on my check

11 Nigga I'm racked up and I'm racked out, fuck a bitch 'til she tap out

12 Fuck a bitch then I pass out, and my pockets on J. Stackhouse

13 Cause I ball hard, I'm swagged out, all black, Maybach south

14 Y'all niggas just speak shit and I live shit that I rap 'bout

15 'Coz these racks came from my crack house, dirty money like Diddy

16 Hammers niggas ain't ever seen, got 30 off in that 50

17 Now tell them hoes that I'm busy, tell them hoes that I'm ballin'

18 I done fucking ain't answered once now why does ho keep callin'?

19 Y'all niggas be fraudin', acting like y'all got it

20 That shit you call your stash nigga that's racks off of my pocket

21 [Chorus]

22 My shoes cost me a rack (nice), my outfit off the rack (nice)

23 My presidential Rollie, I'm calling that Barack (shit)

24 Damn I meant Barrack (shit), too much Ciroc (shit)

25 Won't catch me in that passenger, and that's word to Pac (damn)

26 That's word to B.I.G. (damn), rest in peace to the legends (yeah)

27 We kill niggas for acting, rest in peace to them legends (yeah)

28 Catch me in that Aston, I'm "wassup?" fuck asking

29 They talk behind my bitch's back, they must've seen her ass then

30 From H town like the Astros, scorecard her ass 10

31 Pop pills no Aspirin, like a ski slope in Aspen

32 It's going down, going down, no I brought my ski racks

33 Niggas know my flow cold so I don't ride I ski tracks

34 [Chorus]

35 Racked up I'm racked out, black Ferrari blacked out

36 Black Friday black mac, popping spades black jack

37 Bitch I'm hotter than fish grease, made 250 this week

38 Baddest bitch, all in her, balling bitch Sportscenter

39 Ass fat can't sit straight, ballin like Griff Blake

40 Chain blue or white Penn State, touring off a mixtape

41 Racked up shawty, chain 'bout 40

42 Came in with one bitch, left out with four

43 Shout my homie Meek Mill, shout my homie Fabo

44 Know the crib a couple mill', and I ain't trynna brag ho

45 That Coke Boy, that Maybach, that Bad Boy gotta stay strapped

46 That Ghost, fuck that Maybach, baddest hoes say that's that

47 [Chorus]