This is a song about "Racks"

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Stack a gang of bricks racks on racks get our grind on

I stack racks fat you haters pockets petite.

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

Got so much racks on racks i be stacking up on tha shelf

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

All i got is fuckin racks

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Got in more trouble as i got up that age

Give them a couple racks and watch everybody change

And, niggas cashing out racks like im hitting the lotto

I be so ivan drago this beat gone be apollo

But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book

I came ova yo house, yo momma got racks what's good?

100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name

Having racks of paper, but i ain't gone complain