(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 that paper I am too on these hoes and i go three hard on the haters (haters!)
Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!!
I'm all about them (racks!) i'm all about that paper I am too on these hoes and i go three hard on the haters (haters!)
(HARDHEAD VERSE)
I'm all about that steady grind from 9 to 5 from 5 to 9, i'm weighing grams i'm halves, i'm weighing zips, and i'm weighing pounds,
i'm pitching work like i'm on a pitcher's mound, trying to weigh me down then imma lay you down, a pound of rounds will come around 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 flyer than an Armani suit i had before i had a wisdom tooth,
i know ballers that shoot and i know shooters that 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 give her gratitude, blowing on that amplitude while me and your girlfriend rendezvous,
please dont get me misconstrued but my flow should be in an institue, for me there is no i go hard on the hardest 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 on the haters, all i talk is money im a money commentator, im all about my racks and i am all about my paper
(CHORUS) I'm all about them (racks!) i'm all about that 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 on these hoes and i go three hard on the haters (haters!)
Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!! Racks!!
I'm all them 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 hard on these hoes, yeah u dat Smokin on a dro sack hoe my phone I don't call her back
She text my wit a frowny face I text her back I'm countin racks Bitch how tha game goes a bankroll I'm hard to fold
I'm blowin loud haft a pound She white I'm drinking brown I'm ridin round my loud I can feel tha but can't 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 sprite and a 8th of great
U movin what! That's lil weight infantrate to tha face it penetrate that's a closed case nobody found which means no case
I'm raking rack like a lawn My money your got a tumor Which that it's brain dead My money proud money scared
(CHORUS) I'm all about them racks (racks!) i'm all about paper I am too hard on these and i go three hard on the haters (haters!)
I'm all about them (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 them (racks!) i'm all about that paper I am too hard on these hoes and i go hard on the haters (haters!)