Big Racks lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug & Lil Uzi Vert]
I got some big racks right on me
I got some big racks right on me
I got some big racks right on me
I got some big racks right on me
I got some big racks right on me
Yeah
No, I'm not Jordan, but I am the G.O.A.T (The G.O.A.T)
Diamonds, they wet like a boat (A boat)
Diamonds, they wet like a boat (Yeah)
Diamonds, they wet like a boat (Woo)
No, I'm not Jordan, but I am the G.O.A.T (Lil Uzi)
Diamonds, they wet like a boat (Lil Uzi)
Diamonds, they wet like a boat (A boat)
Diamonds, they wet like a boat (Yeah)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I got some big racks right on me (Yee)
I got some big racks right on me (Yee)
I got some big racks right on me (Yee)
I got some big racks right on me (Hey)
I keep them big racks right on me (Right on me)
I got them big racks right on me (They on me)
I stack them big racks right on me (They on me)
I got them big racks right on me (Yee)
Big racks right on me (What?)
I keep them big racks right on me (Yee, yee)
Skinnies right on me (What?)
Still got them big racks right on me (Yee, yee)
I got them big racks right on me (Sheesh)
I got them big racks right on me (Yeah)
(808 Mafia)
I got them big racks right on me (Yeah)
I got them big racks right on me
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I keep some big racks right on me
I keep some nats right on me
I keep that pack right up on me
I keep that gat right up on me
pus*y n*gga, back it up
Chiraq shoot like me in court
Hit me one time in my stomach
Purple leaking out my gut
f*ck your b*tch, I don't give a f*ck
We get stoned 'til we throw up
I'm living life like the Jeffersons
Bible scriptures on my chest and sh*t
My pockets swole, Nutty Professor it
If it came 'cross my table we dealt with it
I need me at least two like I'm stepping it
I'm so bool that these b*tches are acceptin' it
I got b*tches that been known the bando
I'll show n*ggas that's with it no blindfold
We the monsters, we slime, we not kind folk
We so cool with the dope, we want molto
I know reds, I know blues but no popo
I want ice in my teeth but no Coco
When I f*ck her I perform the yoko
I pull up with gang members not solo
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I got some big racks right on me
I got some big racks right on me
I got some big racks right on me
I got some big racks right on me
I keep them big racks right on me
I got them big racks right on me
I stack them big racks right on me
I got them big racks right on me
Big racks right on me
I keep them big racks right on me
Skinnies right on me
Still got them big racks right on me
I got them big racks right on me
I got them big racks right on me
I got them big racks right on me
I got them big racks right on me

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
YSL Hercules, Hercules
I hide my dope and my coke in trees
Stickin' your b*tch like a porky-p
I rock that white while she snort a G
Finger lickin' n*gga, quarter key
Your money small I call it shorter Gs
She up and down on it repeatedly
I f*ck her hard, don't accept apologies
Baby gurgle, color purple
di*k need nursing, gotta burp her
40 pistols, n*ggas lurkin'
Top Shotta, kill my n*gga
Never heard of, get to murkin'
Closed curtains, no outbursting
We real killers not no crowd bursters
Psych, b*tch, I'm shootin' every person
Catalyst, catch the wrist
Rabbit sh*t, f*ck your mix
I'm the sh*t, she the sh*t
40,000, she's a Birkin b*tch
Looking, smelling, talking, walking bricks
Acapella still I walk the sh*t
Moonrock come from Cali, coughing, sh*t
RIP to Paul Walker, sh*t
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I got some big racks right on me
I got some big racks right on me
I got some big racks right on me
I got some big racks right on me
I keep them big racks right on me
I got them big racks right on me
I stack them big racks right on me
I got them big racks right on me
Big racks right on me
I keep them big racks right on me
Skinnies right on me
Still got them big racks right on me
I got them big racks right on me
I got them big racks right on me
I got them big racks right on me
I got them big racks right on me