Letras
(ESKRY, Turn that sh*t up man)
Ooh
Pew
(Lil Rub on the track)
Racks on racks
Racks on racks
My money's all stacked
My money's all stacked
I have more money than your mom
My music is the bomb
I'll scream on the intercom
You already know Lil Rub's rich
You still have a butthole itch
I throw the perfect pitch
You look like a witch (Pew)
Pull out at my wallet
You already know when I open it up I have
Racks on racks
Racks on racks
My moneys all stacked
My moneys all stacked
Hop in the coupe
I don't worry about you
I'll throw you in the basketball hoop
Yeah, I'm Lil Rub, what it do?
(Ooh)
(Yeah)
(Pew)
(Yeah, I'm Lil Rub, what it do?)
Louis Vuitton from my head to my toe
Compared to me you're pretty slow
I don't let people take photos
I'm as strong as a buffalo
See me on the television show
All of this hard work got me
Racks on racks
Racks on racks
My moneys all stacked
My moneys all stacked
(My moneys all stacked)
(Racks on racks)