Stacker 2
Its crazy how like your heroes turn into zeroes
You know like its folks you grew up like thinking the most of
And then when you got to be their age you realize
wow like you're really like lame, like you're a bum
I feel like seeing what you don't wanna be might
be more inspiring than seeing what you do wanna be
Ou- ou- ou- tre
(Hold up)
(Yeah)
(Hold up wait a minute buddy who the fuck is you)
Hold up wait a minute buddy who the fuck is you
They done fucked around and let my 'rillas out the zoo
When I'm in the city I might blow a stack or two
Pockets getting chunky they might need some Stacker 2
Hold up wait a minute buddy who the fuck is you
They done fucked around and let my 'rillas out the zoo
When I'm in the city I might blow a stack or two
Pockets getting chunky they might need some Stacker 2
That was twenty-two
Diamonds flooded thru
She brought me the loot
Like I told her to
Chevy Malibu
Look like thirty-two
She threw me the wop
Bitch gone play the flute
Saint Laurent the boot
Diamond wet like soup
Thottie bitch the swoop
Pass her to my bru
Tell her keep it cool
When we see them blues
Tropicana coupe
Amber Rose the roof
Bape or Supreme
I take the wing
Raf Simmon wings
Can't do Robin jeans
She want diamond ring
I want her taking beans
Ain't no Hotline Bling
Hoe this ain't the view
I remember lean on me mix it with the tea
I remember Cuban links feel like Mr. T
Kicking Brittany out the spot with the ashy knee
Bet I pull up like We Ready, Sace Pastor T
Hold up wait a minute buddy who the fuck is you
They done fucked around and let my 'rillas out the zoo
When I'm in the city I might blow a stack or two
Pockets getting chunky they might need some Stacker 2
Hold up wait a minute buddy who the fuck is you
They done fucked around and let my 'rillas out the zoo
When I'm in the city I might blow a stack or two
Pockets getting chunky they might need some Stacker 2
Hold up wait a minute buddy say it isn't true (Say it ain't so)
Heard you talking down about a nigga and the crew (Damn you a hoe)
Tryna fake kick it when we really isn't cool (Hell nah)
But it's all good we gone pull up in a few (We gone pull up in a)
Damn you so sad with all your fake news (Sad)
But your girl bad and she send great nudes (She bussin)
If swagger was a sickness then I think I caught the flu
(Ah Ah) Ahchoo
(Ah Ah) Ahchoo
Ain't too many real ones swear I only know a few
Count 'em on one hand and not one of them is you (You not one of them)
I gotta be the one because I cannot
play the two (I can't play the two)
Mama say I'm growing wings I fucked
around and flew (Fuck around and flew)
They done fucked around and let my real ones out the zoo
I hate when old bitches start acting brand new
Shawty you got bodies we know you been ran through
You a man eater, close your mouth when you chew
You know like its folks you grew up like thinking the most of
And then when you got to be their age you realize
wow like you're really like lame, like you're a bum
I feel like seeing what you don't wanna be might
be more inspiring than seeing what you do wanna be
Ou- ou- ou- tre
(Hold up)
(Yeah)
(Hold up wait a minute buddy who the fuck is you)
Hold up wait a minute buddy who the fuck is you
They done fucked around and let my 'rillas out the zoo
When I'm in the city I might blow a stack or two
Pockets getting chunky they might need some Stacker 2
Hold up wait a minute buddy who the fuck is you
They done fucked around and let my 'rillas out the zoo
When I'm in the city I might blow a stack or two
Pockets getting chunky they might need some Stacker 2
That was twenty-two
Diamonds flooded thru
She brought me the loot
Like I told her to
Chevy Malibu
Look like thirty-two
She threw me the wop
Bitch gone play the flute
Saint Laurent the boot
Diamond wet like soup
Thottie bitch the swoop
Pass her to my bru
Tell her keep it cool
When we see them blues
Tropicana coupe
Amber Rose the roof
Bape or Supreme
I take the wing
Raf Simmon wings
Can't do Robin jeans
She want diamond ring
I want her taking beans
Ain't no Hotline Bling
Hoe this ain't the view
I remember lean on me mix it with the tea
I remember Cuban links feel like Mr. T
Kicking Brittany out the spot with the ashy knee
Bet I pull up like We Ready, Sace Pastor T
Hold up wait a minute buddy who the fuck is you
They done fucked around and let my 'rillas out the zoo
When I'm in the city I might blow a stack or two
Pockets getting chunky they might need some Stacker 2
Hold up wait a minute buddy who the fuck is you
They done fucked around and let my 'rillas out the zoo
When I'm in the city I might blow a stack or two
Pockets getting chunky they might need some Stacker 2
Hold up wait a minute buddy say it isn't true (Say it ain't so)
Heard you talking down about a nigga and the crew (Damn you a hoe)
Tryna fake kick it when we really isn't cool (Hell nah)
But it's all good we gone pull up in a few (We gone pull up in a)
Damn you so sad with all your fake news (Sad)
But your girl bad and she send great nudes (She bussin)
If swagger was a sickness then I think I caught the flu
(Ah Ah) Ahchoo
(Ah Ah) Ahchoo
Ain't too many real ones swear I only know a few
Count 'em on one hand and not one of them is you (You not one of them)
I gotta be the one because I cannot
play the two (I can't play the two)
Mama say I'm growing wings I fucked
around and flew (Fuck around and flew)
They done fucked around and let my real ones out the zoo
I hate when old bitches start acting brand new
Shawty you got bodies we know you been ran through
You a man eater, close your mouth when you chew
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Writer(s): Kasey Widlowski
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