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Racks
35
Hip-Hop/Rap
Racks was released on November 24, 2025 by Zapmove Ent as a part of the album Racks - Single
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Release DateNovember 24, 2025
LabelZapmove Ent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Polo Youngin
Polo Youngin
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Polo Youngin
Polo Youngin
Songwriter

Lyrics

Brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, yeah, yeah
Plug on Lil One
Young **** used to the cheese (cheese, ****)
Gotta get to these motherfucking racks (motherfucking racks)
First **** playing, the first **** lay
I'ma push up, put his ass in the back
Gotta tie my blunt, but you know you can't match
I'm rollin' dead **** up, that's a fact
Aim for his head, ****, push him
Aim for his head, now I'm sliding the scat
I'm gettin' bread, I don't care about that neck
She give me head while I smoke on the blunt
These **** scared, I can see he a rat
That **** fled when I up with the MAC
Bitch, yeah, I know that boy went fed, I can tell by the way he act
And I heard what the fuck **** said, now the boy tryna take that back
And I heard where that fuck **** stay at, so I'm finna take his scraps
Huh, he ain't finna take none now
Huh, he ain't finna get no route
I come through with a micro Drac' right now
Fuck ****, I'm swinging that pocket
That drop where you stay, come through broad day
Fuck ****, I spill like a man go round
Get popped in the face, get sprayed like mace
They was like, "What the fuck" when they heard that sound (what the fuck)
Brr, gang
"What the fuck" when they heard that sound
What the fuck, lil' **** get down
Put him up if he talking down
In the truck got sticks and pounds
Push up to the trap like down
With my brothers, no friends allowed (friends allowed)
No choice but to make it out (make it out)
No choice but to stay en route (stay en route)
Do this shit for them times I was dead ass broke, and them **** was doubting
Kick shit in the front seat with your ho, she gon' cum like a mountain
We come through, wet shit like fountains
I hit the bank, bitch, I need my allowance
I hit the bank, bitch, I check my accountant
Pull out the racks so you wet like a shower
He want a pack, I be there in an hour
Fuck **** play, get small like a flower
I got my racks stuck, dirt like a tower
Aim for that bitch or that little ho was sour
I want all the money and drugs and bitch, I want all the power
I come through, I sent some slugs, I don't get no fuck, make him throw in the towel
Send him, shot through the crib, get louder
Bend him, **** block, quit, come scouting
Hitting, fucking on this bitch, she smiling
Stick, hit a **** up, I'm wilding
Blitz, come through shit, get valid
I would have fought ****, blunt like Poseidon
He had his talk, wet shit and I'm sliding
I'm finna go kick shit on the island
Young **** used to the cheese (cheese, ****)
Gotta get to these motherfucking racks (motherfucking racks)
First **** playing, the first **** lay
I'ma push up, put his ass in the back
Gotta tie my blunt, but you know you can't match
I'm rollin' dead **** up, that's a fact
Aim for his head, ****, push him
Aim for his head, now I'm sliding the scat
I'm gettin' bread, I don't care about that neck
She give me head while I smoke on the blunt
These **** scared, I can see he a rat
That **** fled when I up with the MAC
Bitch, yeah, I know that boy went fed, I can tell by the way he act
And I heard what the fuck **** said, now the boy tryna take that back
Plug on Lil One
Written by: Polo Youngin
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