Lil Uzi Vert – That’s A Rack (Lyrics | Audio)

Lyrics “That’s A Rack” – Lil Uzi Vert

F**k from the back, hit her once, that’s a wrap
No strings attached, that’s a rack, that’s a rack
No strings attached, that’s a rack, that’s a rack
Water on my neck, swim through that, that’s a lap..②

Fendi knapsack, while I’m spittin’ Fendi facts
I don’t want you back, you a thot, you a nat
Just like his b**ch ass, that f**k n**ga will get clapped
Put a pause on that, you still broke, you ain’t back

No strings attached, that’s a rack, that’s a rack..④

I could never change, gotta stick to my routine
I’ma hit it once, then you know I gotta leave
Got addictive personality, I turned into a fiend
Okay, my money sky blue, but my new coupe is slime green
My boys whip work ’til the white turn all tan
Saw a minivan following my brand new Lamb’
I had an F and an N in my hand
All my b**ches tens, no, I do not f**k no fans
Check my DM, found out she was a man
I can’t DM never ever again
Losing all my vision, that’s the only thing that’s tran
Okay, okay, n**ga, let’s get it
Got your b**ch on my top just like a fitted
I don’t want it no more, then I gotta clip it
Balmain jeans, on the front, got the zipper
My ice game got cold, got sicker
I’m a Leo like lion, I’m Simba
Stand on my money, I’m tall like a center
June and July, cold just like December
It’s too low in the car, I lift it
I know baby girl miss my drip

Girl, your breath stink, need a spearmint, many
You need to go and take a minute versuri.online
But your ass fat, I’ma go for the finish
Overseas, I’m eatin’ croissants
Told that f**k n**ga, Don’t touch my crumpet
She a lil’ thot, can’t wife no bird
Four years, I ain’t touch no chick

Whip back-to-back, back-to-back, back-to-back
Bentley, Hellcat, new Lambo and Maybach
I can’t talk on the phone, think my s**t is tapped
F**k from the back, hit her once, that’s a wrap
No strings attached, that’s a rack, that’s a rack
No strings attached, that’s a rack, that’s a rack
Water on my neck, swim through that, that’s a lap
Fendi knapsack, while I’m spittin’ Fendi facts

I don’t want you back, you a thot, you a nat
Yes, that’s them racks, that’s them racks, that’s them racks
Your jeans, they too fat, man, them s**ts, they relaxed
I got on Dior, and my skinnies, they all black
If we serve the sack, then we take that s**t right back
650 for a hat, 666 hundred for a jacket
Tried to hold me tight, but I didn’t hug her back
‘Cause she tried to snatch out my pocket with them racks

F**k from the back, hit her once, that’s a wrap
No strings attached, that’s a rack, that’s a rack
No strings attached, that’s a rack, that’s a rack
Water on my neck, swim through that, that’s a lap
F**k from the back, hit her once, that’s a wrap

No strings attached, that’s a rack, that’s a rack
No strings attached, that’s a rack, that’s a rack
No strings attached, that’s a rack, that’s a rack..③…

➤ Written by Oogie Mane & Lil Uzi Vert
Album: Eternal Atake
Produced by Nick Mira & Oogie Mane
Lil Uzi Vert | 2019

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