Letra da Música Rackin (ft. F-Lee) de K. Forest

Rackin', rackin'
Yeah, yeah
Rackin', rackin'
Yeah, yeah

I'm stackin' up my shorties, pack 'em in my 'Rari
She post me on her story, all the shorties on me
I'm rackin' up these bodies, touchin' on my thotty
She all over my body, all these shorties want me
I'm rackin' up these bodies (Rack, rack, rack)
Packin' up these bodies (Rack, rack, rack)
I'm rackin' up these bodies (Rack, rack, rack)
All these shorties want me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Countin' up these, ooh

Countin' up these, ooh (Yeah)
Countin' up these hunnids (Yeah)
Split it with my homies (Yeah)
I need me a Barbie (Oh)
A Nicki or a Cardi (Oh)
I don't regular shades, these are Cartiers (Nah)
I'm sippin' all of this drank, no Bacardi
Pulled up in a Rolls Royce tank, not a Camry (Skrr)
Watch how I left to the bank, I'm so calmly (Yeah, yeah)
Money is my hobby (Yeah, yeah)
Rackin' up these bodies (Yeah, yeah)
Fuckin' on these thotties (Yeah, yeah)
Rackin' up these (Rackin' up, ooh)
Rackin' up these thousands (Yeah, yeah)
All of this money be pilin' (Yeah)
Got the lil' bitty bitch wildin' (Yeah, yeah)
I pull out my dick and she smilin'

I'm stackin' up my shorties, pack 'em in my 'Rari (Oh)
She post me on her story, all the shorties on me
I'm rackin' up these bodies (Yeah) , touchin' on my thotty
She all over my body (Yeah) , all these shorties want me
I'm rackin' up these bodies (Rack, rack, rack)
Packin' up these bodies (Rack, rack, rack)
I'm rackin' up these bodies (Rack, rack, rack)
All these shorties want me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Countin' up these, ooh

Countin' up all these hunnids, I get paid in full
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She finna count my dough
make sure I'm paid in full (Count money like Meech, yeah)
Man I got a lot to prove (Hmm-hmm)
Pass it up to my brodie like a lateral (Swing that to my bro)
Rackin' up bodies, rackin' up thotties
slashin' tings on my end (Hmm-hmm)
Shawty she naughty, she wanna top me
while I roll up my mans (Hmm-hmm)
Dodgin' the party, gettin' that sloppy, I got Barbies in my bed
She callin' me cocky, callin' me wassy
you know I don't see no threats (Hmm-hmm)
Countin' these hunnids a lot (Bank)
Stackin' these shorties a lot (Stack)
Me and my brothers alike (Twins)
Too many bodies alike (Like)
Run up the, run up the count (Count)
All of the batch is in route (Route)
Yeah, all of the catties in route (Damn)

I'm stackin' up my shorties, pack 'em in my 'Rari
She post me on her story, all the shorties on me
I'm rackin' up these bodies, touchin' on my thotty
She all over my body, all these shorties want me
I'm rackin' up these bodies (Rack, rack, rack)
Packin' up these bodies (Rack, rack, rack)
I'm rackin' up these bodies (Rack, rack, rack)
All these shorties want me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Countin' up these, ooh