Wake Up
Get a check, then I stack it up Get a check and do it all again
Bitch, it's 104, got the money comin' in Niggas hit, cut a diamond's footin
Get in paper, feel no time for functionin' Call the plug, tell him send a dozen in
Yeah, freestack gang is where it's at, bring your bitch around her
She gon' choose her, you gon' lose her Girl, she know I'm stuck in paper, I can buy
her what she want But I don't feed her, they consider her whole
Roll the plug, stack up all that check, yeah Niggas sick of bein' broke, go get a checkup
Rollie on my arm, now they say I'm next up But I've been up, like Chin Up
You can catch me through the park, throwin' my M's up
I don't give a fuck bout what you talkin' bout You ain't talkin' check, yeah, these diamonds
on my arms and my neck Got these bitches really wet, all I want is
a check So I stack it up
Waco stackin' paper, Waco Waco stackin' paper
I just fuck on that bitch I done smashed all that bitch
That's what I have my bitch Look like Mercy on the bitch
Thought I had Mercy on me Now they slurred it on me
Spent a whole lot of gold I got a check to the whole city
Big M's Big M's
It's big L's for you losers Got you shawty
I don't play with these hoes I just play with these hoes
Got it stacked up and rolled Like this motherfuckin' dude
Now don't fuck with these niggas They be tellin
Fuck on these bitches Leave em' alone
Get into this money Like a junkie
So it's back to the block Runnin' from the cops
Still smokin' cuz she grinnin' all damn day
Preparin' for every motherfuckin' day All I know is stack that paper
Any motherfuckin' way If you comin' through this door
Then you better be payin' me
Cuz I ain't playin' with these G's
Gotta get the M's for my niggas that starvin
Like Marvin Remember they sleepin' at the bottom
Yeah I'm from the Tundra So we gotta get it
I'm hungry Middle finger to you models
Comin' from the motherfuckin' bottom
I'm starvin' Hittin' city city
Cuz I'm a fuckin' goblin Yeah
Freestyle gang where it's at And your bitch around her
She gon' choose her You gon' lose her
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Bitch, it's 104, got the money comin' in Niggas hit, cut a diamond's footin
Get in paper, feel no time for functionin' Call the plug, tell him send a dozen in
Yeah, freestack gang is where it's at, bring your bitch around her
She gon' choose her, you gon' lose her Girl, she know I'm stuck in paper, I can buy
her what she want But I don't feed her, they consider her whole
Roll the plug, stack up all that check, yeah Niggas sick of bein' broke, go get a checkup
Rollie on my arm, now they say I'm next up But I've been up, like Chin Up
You can catch me through the park, throwin' my M's up
I don't give a fuck bout what you talkin' bout You ain't talkin' check, yeah, these diamonds
on my arms and my neck Got these bitches really wet, all I want is
a check So I stack it up
Waco stackin' paper, Waco Waco stackin' paper
I just fuck on that bitch I done smashed all that bitch
That's what I have my bitch Look like Mercy on the bitch
Thought I had Mercy on me Now they slurred it on me
Spent a whole lot of gold I got a check to the whole city
Big M's Big M's
It's big L's for you losers Got you shawty
I don't play with these hoes I just play with these hoes
Got it stacked up and rolled Like this motherfuckin' dude
Now don't fuck with these niggas They be tellin
Fuck on these bitches Leave em' alone
Get into this money Like a junkie
So it's back to the block Runnin' from the cops
Still smokin' cuz she grinnin' all damn day
Preparin' for every motherfuckin' day All I know is stack that paper
Any motherfuckin' way If you comin' through this door
Then you better be payin' me
Cuz I ain't playin' with these G's
Gotta get the M's for my niggas that starvin
Like Marvin Remember they sleepin' at the bottom
Yeah I'm from the Tundra So we gotta get it
I'm hungry Middle finger to you models
Comin' from the motherfuckin' bottom
I'm starvin' Hittin' city city
Cuz I'm a fuckin' goblin Yeah
Freestyle gang where it's at And your bitch around her
She gon' choose her You gon' lose her
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
Stack that paper
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Writer(s): Joseph Jones
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