Racks - H.E.R./Cordae

Lyrics by：H.E.R./Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman/Ronald "Flippa" Colson/Elijah Dias/Tiara Thomas/Aliandro Prawl

Composed by：H.E.R./Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman/Ronald "Flippa" Colson/Elijah Dias/Tiara Thomas/Aliandro Prawl

Ah ah

H.E.R.：

Honey help me get by it don't matter if I

Caught myself expensive things buy myself a diamond ring

Married to the mula still ain't got no lover

Lookin' all I see is green wonder can you buy me these

H.E.R./YBN Cordae：

It's hard to trust the things that we lust

No fallin' in love we so out of touch

When no one's around who's holdin' you down

It seems like the only thing you know is

H.E.R./YBN Cordae：

All of your racks and things

Racks

All of your racks and things

All of your racks

They don't relax your pain

Yeah yeah yeah

All of your racks and things

Racks

All of your racks and things

All of your racks

They don't relax your pain

Yeah yeah yeah

All of your racks and things

Racks

All of your racks and things

All of your racks

They don't relax your pain

Yeah yeah yeah

All of your racks and things

Racks

All of your racks and things

All of your racks

They don't relax your pain

Yeah yeah yeah

H.E.R.：

They don't understand they don't know how to get the stacks up

If I drop a hundred bands I'ma get it right back up

And if I fall it don't matter I'ma ball get the bag yeah

Spend it all when I'm sad yeah yeah yeah

H.E.R./YBN Cordae：

It's hard to trust the things that we lust

No fallin' in love we so out of touch

Touch

When no one's around who's holdin' you down

It seems like the only thing you know is

H.E.R./YBN Cordae：

All of your racks and things

Racks

All of your racks and things

All of your racks

They don't relax your pain

Yeah yeah yeah

All of your racks and things

Racks

All of your racks and things

All of your racks

They don't relax your pain

Yeah yeah yeah

All of your racks and things

Racks

All of your racks and things

All of your racks

They don't relax your pain

Yeah yeah yeah

All of your racks and things

Racks

All of your racks and things

All of your racks

They don't relax your pain

Yeah yeah yeah

YBN Cordae：

Uh uh

Now you know a young n***a got them racks up on me

I can introduce to my rapper homies

But I ain't gon' take you to the matrimony

Probably gon' leave you down sad and lonely

My infatuation with these bags I'm facin'

Got a couple dollars so congratulations

Tryna find love so I'm navigatin'

Shower you with gifts oversaturation

But I can't seem to find love without the ratchet s**t

This gold dream of mine why am I attached to this

But happiness is when you glad in bliss

And the cash and s**t is a catalyst

To cover up the pain that's hazardous

The trouble lust and fame is attackin' quick

Oh my God

H.E.R./YBN Cordae：

All of your racks and things

Racks

All of your racks and things

All of your racks

They don't relax your pain

Yeah yeah yeah

All of your racks and things

Racks

All of your racks and things

All of your racks

They don't relax your pain

Yeah yeah yeah

All of your racks and things

Racks

All of your racks and things

All of your racks

They don't relax your pain

Yeah yeah yeah

All of your racks and things

Racks

All of your racks and things

All of your racks

They don't relax your pain

Yeah yeah yeah