Letra Back it up Guap Tarantino & Nav

Back it up

ATL Jacob
Ra-ra-racks (Huh)
Young Freebandz
XO FBG

Stackin' up my cheddar (Cheddar), I'ma blow it all (All)
Nothin' lasts forever (Ever), I can't go in the mall (Uh)
Without a Beretta ('Retta), stack my money tall (Trr)
I never felt better (nope), I done seen it all (All)
Don't make me have to put you on my hit list (Hit list)I gave my shooter a tip, ain't leave no witness (Grrr-rrrrrrah)
I mix my Rick Owens with Givenchy ('Yenchy)
Bitch, I'm from the jungle like Jumanji (Rrr)
I can't drive a Honda, want a fast car (Skrt, skrt)
Pop a stormtrooper, I'm in space like NASA (Woo, woo)
At Coachella, had a threesome with a pornstar (Smash, smash)
I want a 'Bach, I want a Bentley, might buy both cars (Skrt skrt)

Told them Magic City girls to back it up (Back it up)
Threw like twenty-thousand ones like rack it up (Ra-ra-rack)
They always see me out in traffic, I can't be touched (Woo)
They don't wanna see me get my rackies up
Told them Magic City girls to back it up (Ba-ba-back)
Threw like twenty-thousand ones like rack it up (Ra-ra-rack)
They always see me out in traffic, I can't be touchedI hated bein' broke, now I got my rackies up

Watch me blow it fast, mmm, and stack it up (Mmm)
I love countin' cash, mmm, I feel a rush (Mmm)
Spend it, make it back, mmm, now I'm back up (Mmm)
Spend it, make it back, mmm, now I'm back up (Mmm)

I put all the racks, mmm, in the duff'
I hit it from the back, mmm, that's enough (That's enough)
I got them rack rack racks, mmm, throw it up (Throw it up)
And now I'm in the club, mmm, with it tucked (With it tucked)
I just put a thot down on the rug (Woo)
Young Freebandz want all the smoke like a mug (Let's go)
That stayed down, went up a road on all these doves (Brrr)
Now I'm buyin' all this shit, just because (Just because)
I jumped out that Porsche, a nigga had to risk it
I'm twenty-one, now a nigga gettin' riches (Ri-ri-rich)
Them niggas wasn't really wit' me, they want it, it (No cap)
We fuckin' up Magic City, got it lit, lit (Now we lit, lit)
I like phone home, turn them racks on (Turn the racks on)
These niggas didn't know I had the Ricky racks on (Ricky racks)
Just got a show for 50k on my trap phone
She put her ass up in the air, turn them birds on (Brrr, no cap)

Told them Magic City girls to back it up (Tarantino)
Threw like twenty-thousand ones like rack it up (Ah)
They always see me out in traffic, I can't be touched
They don't wanna see me get my rackies up
Told them Magic City girls to back it up (Ba-ba-back)
Threw like twenty-thousand ones like rack it up (Ra-ra-rack)
They always see me out in traffic, I can't be touched
I hated bein' broke, now I got my rackies up

Watch me blow it fast, mmm, and stack it up (Mmm)
I love countin' cash, mmm, I feel a rush (Mmm)
Spend it, make it back, mmm, now I'm back up (Mmm)
Spend it, make it back, mmm, now I'm back up (Mmm)

Ra-ra-racks