Racking Up

　　Racking Up-Colette Carr

　　To the mother fucking ceiling

　　Racking up, racking up, racking up

　　Ceiling

　　Racking up, racking up, racking up

　　To the mother fucking ceiling

　　Tear the fucking roof off

　　Stack to the fucking ceiling

　　Filthy in this paper

　　Bitches hardly breathing

　　Suffocate the building

　　Billin' for the entry

　　Tell that valle to shut her mouth

　　To the forty ounces empty

　　Why you gotta tempt me

　　Always jocking on my ten piece

　　Asking all these questions

　　Telling Cherrytree don't set me

　　All the way, turn it up

　　Namaste don't give a fuck

　　Forties blaze in the trunk

　　Walls shake, bump, bump

　　Beach side, ocean front

　　You know how I'm feeling

　　Got that paper stacking up

　　To the mother fucking ceiling

　　Racking up, racking up, racking up

　　Ceiling

　　Racking up, racking up, racking up

　　To the mother fucking ceiling

　　Racking up, racking up, racking up

　　Ceiling

　　Racking up, racking up, racking up

　　To the mother fucking ceiling

　　Speak sound, speeze track

　　Oh ee, dreeze mack

　　What the fuck you looking at

　　Beep beep, speed pass

　　Lost inside these benny walls

　　I can't find my other man

　　Bricks on bricks, racks on cash

　　Breaking all these rubber bands

　　Hot damn bitches shake

　　Clap, clap, cali cake

　　Mackin' on that money

　　Keep it coming

　　See that skriller take

　　All the way, turn it up

　　Namaste don't give a fuck

　　Fourteen blaze in the trunk

　　Walls shake, bump bump

　　Beach side, ocean front

　　You know how I'm feeling

　　Got that paper stacking up

　　To the mother fucking ceiling

　　Racking up, racking up, racking up

　　Ceiling

　　Racking up, racking up, racking up

　　To the mother fucking ceiling

　　Racking up, racking up, racking up

　　Ceiling

　　Racking up, racking up, racking up

　　To the mother fucking ceiling

　　Damn, hold up, hold up

　　Whatcha trynna do to me

　　Damn, hold up, hold up

　　Whatcha trynna do to me

　　I say jump, bitches go dumb

　　I say jump, bitches go dumb

　　I say jump, bitches go dumb

　　Go dumb, get dumb

　　I say jump, jump, jump

　　Hold up, jump, jump

　　I say jump, bitches get dumb

　　I say jump, jump, jump

　　Hold up, jump, jump

　　To the mother fucking ceiling

　　Racking up, racking up, racking up

　　Ceiling

　　Racking up, racking up, racking up

　　To the mother fucking ceiling

　　Racking up, racking up, racking up

　　Ceiling

　　Racking up, racking up, racking up

　　To the mother fucking ceiling

　　To the mother fucking ceiling