(chorus) I'm all about them (racks!) i'm all about that paper I am too hard on hoes and i go three hard on the haters (haters!)
I'm all about racks (racks!) i'm all about that paper I am too hard on these hoes and i go three hard on the (haters!)
Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!!
I'm all about racks (racks!) i'm all about that paper I am too hard on these hoes and i go three hard on the (haters!)
(HARDHEAD VERSE)
I'm all about that steady grind from 9 to 5 from 5 to 9, i'm weighing grams i'm weighing halves, i'm weighing zips, and i'm pounds,
i'm pitching work i'm on a pitcher's mound, trying to weigh me down then imma lay you down, a pound of rounds will come around your round if i dont beat him up then imma gun him down,
i'm all about my racks i'm all about my paper too, i'm than an Armani suit i had wisdom before i had a wisdom tooth,
i know ballers that dont shoot and i know shooters dont hoop, its hating ass niggaz without loot but i cant fuck around in that group,
my attitude is in the altitude she give me head but i dont give her gratitude, blowing on that amplitude while me and girlfriend rendezvous,
please dont get me misconstrued but my flow should be in an institue, for me there is no substitute i go hard on the magnitude,
I'm all about them racks (racks!) i'm all about my paper, I go too hard on these hoes and i am three hard on the haters, all i talk is money im a money commentator, im all about my racks and i am all about my
(CHORUS) I'm all about them racks (racks!) i'm all about paper I am too on these hoes and i go three hard on the haters (haters!)
I'm all about them racks (racks!) i'm all about paper I am too hard on these hoes and i go hard on the haters (haters!)
Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!!
I'm all about racks (racks!) i'm all about that paper I am too hard on hoes and i go three hard on the haters (haters!)
(BRIDGE) Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!!
(BANKROLL VERSE)
I go 2 on these hoes, yeah u know dat Smokin on a dro sack hoe my phone I don't call her back
She text my phone wit a frowny I text her back I'm countin racks Bitch that's how tha game Likes a bankroll I'm to fold
I'm blowin loud outta a pound She drinking white I'm brown I'm ridin round my loud I can feel tha bass but hear a sound
I'm in tha air u on tha I'm in tha air u on the Me and hh on a 8 an 8 that's a dirty and a 8th of great
U movin what! lil weight infantrate shot to tha face When it penetrate that's a closed nobody found which means no case
I'm raking rack a lawn groomer My str8 your got a tumor Which that it's brain dead My proud your money scared
(CHORUS) I'm all about them (racks!) i'm all about that paper I am too hard on these and i go three hard on the haters (haters!)
I'm all about them racks (racks!) i'm all about paper I am too hard on these hoes and i go hard on the haters (haters!)
Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!!
I'm all about them racks (racks!) i'm all that paper I am too hard on these hoes and i go three hard on the (haters!)