Young Thug Ft. Travis Scott, 21 Savage & Yak Gotti – Wit Da Racks MP3 Download

Young Thug Ft. Travis Scott, 21 Savage & Yak Gotti – Wit Da Racks MP3 Download

Young Thug Ft. Travis Scott, 21 Savage & Yak Gotti – Wit Da Racks MP3 Download

Young Thug Ft. Travis Scott, 21 Savage & Yak Gotti - Wit Da Racks MP3 Download

Wit Da Racks is a hard-hitting rap song by Young Thug featuring Travis Scott, 21 Savage & Yak Gotti. The track was released on June 23rd, 2023 as the fifth track of the album "BUSINESS IS BUSINESS".   The lyrics are full of braggadocio and swagger, with each rapper taking turns to flex their wealth and status. Young Thug starts off strong with lines like "I say what I mean and I don't take it back", setting the tone for the rest of the song. He boasts about his expensive jewelry and s*x appeal, while also making it clear that he's not going soft anytime soon.
Next up is 21 Savage, who delivers his verses with a menacing energy. He talks about taking his girl shopping in Soho and putting an opponent in a chokehold. Travis Scott comes in with his signature Auto-Tune style, referencing Bleveland Ave (a street in Atlanta where he grew up) and bragging about having "two twins" in the back of his truck.
Finally, Yak Gotti closes out the song with a verse that showcases his unique flow and delivery. He refers to himself as everyone's favorite rival while rapping about being a maniac with a MAC.   Overall, Wit Da Racks is an energetic banger that showcases each rapper's strengths while also highlighting their chemistry as collaborators. The beat is heavy on basslines and drums which will make you want to get up from your seat and dance along to this hot jam!

(Wheezy outta here)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm in this bit*h, yeah, I'm back
Ah, ah, I hit the club on the up, you can come with the racks (Uh, come with it)
Yeah, float 'round the town with a sack (Woo, ha, ayy)
You snatchin' my chain, I bet you I get that shit back (Ha, grrah)
Hey, I pull up and finger her cat (Woo)
I'm a big dawg, hit the store, get to blowin' them racks (Ha, brr, just racks)
I'm in a golf cart, rockin' spider like that
Ni**a rich as fu*k, I don't know where he was at (Woah)
Ran the dawgs to train and I didn't have a track (Woah, hey, hey)
I say what I mean and I don't take it back
With the waterfall on my wrist and my neck
I ain't goin' soft, not a pimp of distress
I'm a s*x symbol, bit*hes love me to death
Since November, I've been buyin' the stuff
I don't do no rent and I've been keepin' it tough
She got four feelings, that's the coupe and the truck
Shorty trippin', I ain't do nothin' to her (Woo)
All I did was turn up more women
She know I'm Jordan and Scottie Pippen (Yeah)
Every album got no skippin' (Ha)
Shorty bad, ain't have no chicken (Why?)
Suburban, her toe pretty (Ayy)
You a nerd, I hold the city (Yeah)
Ain't no way and I told 'em to hit it (Skrrt)
You get lost, hope you know the city
Better not get caught in the wrong trenches (Haha)
What's on your wrist, million?
Last week, it might be a zillion (Woo)
Kanye let me borrow a billion
Mediterranean, buy a village (Woo)
I'm surrounded by cocktails and beautiful women to kick it with (Woo)
Yeah, yeah, I'm in this bit*h, yeah, I'm back
Ah, slatt, I hit the club on the up, you can come with the racks (Uh, come with it)
Yeah, float 'round the town with a sack (Woo, ha, ayy)
You snatchin' my chain, I bet you I get that shit back (Ha, grrah)
Hey, I pull up and finger her cat (Woo)
I'm a big dawg, hit the store, get to blowin' them racks (Ha, brr, just racks)
I'm in a golf cart, rockin' spider like that
Ni**a rich as fu*k, I don't know where he was at (Woo)
Ran the dawgs to train and I didn't have a track (Woo, hey, hey)
I took her shoppin' at Soho (21)
I leased a ni**a, this your ho (21)
Snatchin' my chain is a no-no (21)
Get your ass shot from the logo (21)
I put an opp in a chokehold (Pu**y)
They snitchin' and broke, po-po (Pu**y)
Give me a quickie, she go-go (Pu**y)
'Cause I'm in a rush, JoJo (On God)
Okay, buy a coin, buy another one (Yeah)
Way too many, gave my brother one (Yeah)
Send a blitz, we huddlin' (Yeah)
When it's smoke they stutterin' (Yeah)
Switch on the Glock, strike a pose
I'm a cameraman, it's shutterin' (21)
Nosy ni**as, we buttonin' (21)
Bend it over, let me see somethin'
Young FL Studio from the back, I'm tryna beat somethin'
I'm the type to put my boots on, he the type to run and go tweet somethin'
I don't play about my hard drive, get your ass whooped if you leak somethin'
Ni**as always tryna sneak somethin' (21, 21, 21, ah)
Went to Bleveland Ave, had the scoop with the cameo (Hah)
I know mama Duck livin' richer than [?]
You know dally door, from the block, they the best
I got two twins in the back of the truck
They ass fat, like fifteens, in the back of the truck
I took two two's, put it right in the cuff
Got the other twelve, 'cause we don't fu*k with her (Woo)
Spot jumpin', now you know that it's his (Let's go)
Soft skin like it's out a bikini
Took a rose right out a martini (Ahh)
One balloon and I'm havin' her fiendin' (Ahh)
To the roof, where we don't have a ceilin'
What the fu*k, tell me, what does that mean then? (Yeah)
That mean I'm gee-ee-ee-eeked (Oh)
Rollin', I can't feel my hands and my feet (Oh)
Got in some pension in the trillion, in the zillion (Yeah)
We might need quantum physics to count the rizzisks with the slizzicks
UTOPIA, back to business
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm in this bit*h, yeah, I'm back (Slatt, woo)
Ah, ah, I hit the club on the up, you can come with the racks (Uh, come with it)
Yeah, float 'round the town with a sack (Woo, ha, ayy)
You snatchin' my chain, I bet you I get that shit back (Ha, grrah)
Hey, I pull up and finger her cat (Woo)
I'm a big dawg, hit the store, get to blowin' them racks (Ha, brr, just racks)
I'm in a golf cart, rockin' spider like that
Ni**a rich as fu*k, I don't know where he was at (Woo)
Ran the dawgs to train and I didn't have a track (Woo, Yak)
I've been that way since a lil' ni**a
Don't like it, then deal with it
Huh, bool out and I chill with you
It's YG and Spider, your favorite idol, your favorite rival (Slatt)
Maniac man, Yak with the MAC
Might beat on your chest, lil' ni**a, relax
Tactical, yeah, I get radical, don't it?
Yak
What's happenin'?
Maniac, yeah
OG

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