H.E.R. - Racks Lyrics
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    Racks

    [Intro]
    Ah, ah

    [Verse 1: H.E.R.]
    Money, 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?

    [Pre-Chorus: 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

    [Chorus: 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

    [Verse 2: 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

    [Pre-Chorus: 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

    [Chorus: 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

    [Verse 3: YBN Cordae]
    Uh, uh
    Now you know a young nigga got them racks up on me
    I can introduce you 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 shit
    This gold dream of mine, why am I attached to this?
    But happiness is when you glad in bliss
    And the cash and shit is a catalyst
    To cover up the pain, that's hazardous
    The trouble, lust, and fame is attackin' quick
    Oh my God

    [Chorus: 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 (Yeah)

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