Stackin (feat. Bash OutDaBottom)

Aye I like the way she giggle no cap
Nigga shut your bitch ass up
But let me talk my shit man
Yeah
Tell em

Let me talk my shit
I know the top five in my city from serving and working and jacking them purses
I know when my side getting busy
Baby I still got to ride with it with me
Taking them chances when shit getting risky
Watch where I step 'cuz that shit kind of trippy
Kush in my blunt when I touch so sticky
I rock my cap no cap no Kizzy
Only put trust up in god and my blick
Lay down your guard you watch everyone switch
Political meetings on call with my clique
When shit going down who you call for the hit?
Look who around when you falling and shit
Every chance that I get I'm 'gon ball in this bitch
I done had dreams about Audemars wrists
Look at my whip got Cartier tints

Real talk
Real talk
Nigga no cap no fuck no Kizzy
Clips extended we load up them Kuttas and jump in the bucket and knock off 'yo fitted
I'm destined for greatness can't stop 'till I win it
EastBlock Shit let's finish the mission
Niggas laughed in my face but I did it I flipped it and twist it working magician
Can't trust a soul I put trust in my weapon
Can't fuck with niggas I know they be telling
Quit being jealous my niggas they felons we load up with Kuttas and teach you a lesson
Found me a bitch and she keeping it real
I'm fucking her good and I'm loving her squeal
I'm in the field and I'm shootin' to kill
Bullets for days I drop three from the field like I'm Beal

Let me talk my shit
I know the top five in my city from serving and working and jacking them purses
I know when my side getting busy
Baby I still got to ride with it with me
Taking them chances when shit getting risky
Watch where I step 'cuz that shit kind of trippy
Kush in my blunt when I touch so sticky
I rock my cap no cap no Kizzy
Only put trust up in god and my blick
Lay down your guard you watch everyone switch
Political meetings on call with my clique
When shit going down who you call for the hit?
Look who around when you falling and shit
Every chance that I get I'm 'gon ball in this bitch
I done had dreams about Audemars wrists
Look at my whip got Cartier tints

When it come to the fam' I'm the next in position
The first one to college and third with precision
My baby got sick I became a physician
Checkout the book and then add the addition
Whip out the bow, Magic Magician
I'm gonna ball like an '86 piston
Ima hit the charts like Bart no Simpson
Wisk in the water no pot no kitchen
Sippin' on drank smoke that purple
Playin with my top ima bang like Kirko
Watch 'yo back better watch yo' circle
EB4L Mazi like Irvo
Ima do my thing "ima handle my business
Got a brand new splat barley fit in it
Ima see the back tooth damn with the dentist
Everybody playing but they damn when I finish
These boys hit IG and they talk like a puppet
All on the snap talking bout you the toughest
And that when you see me that you finna buss it
But then when I see you it's end of discussion
I got them Ak's if I was russian
Throw a grenade and give you a concussion
No coming back it ain't no repercussion
Bag on 'yo head and my boys get to clutchin'
Stick to the rules we stick to the code
We tryna go get it I throw out my 4
Everywhere I go you know my boys go
I ain't never riding round dolo
Half these niggas want the city on my head
Everybody wanna get it that's my bad
I ain't even trippin Ima do my thing
Run that bag like a glizzy on my chain

Let me talk my shit
I know the top five in my city from serving and working and jacking them purses
I know when my side getting busy
Baby I still got to ride with it with me
Taking them chances when shit getting risky
Watch where I step 'cuz that shit kind of trippy
Kush in my blunt when I touch so sticky
I rock my cap no cap no Kizzy
Only put trust up in god and my blick
Lay down your guard you watch everyone switch
Political meetings on call with my clique
When shit going down who you call for the hit?
Look who around when you falling and shit
Every chance that I get Imma ball in this bitch
I done had dreams about Audemars wrists
Look at my whip got Cartier tints



Credits
Writer(s): Chayanne Garcia, Romeo Daniels
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