Digitally Stacking
Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea
I'm the one who chasin' mills
Okay I'm chasin' thrills
If we talk we talk for real
Okay we makin deals
If I shoot I shoot for real
Okay I shoot to kill
Cupids arrow to your chest
Yea yea
You cant digest
Crazy like I'm Kanye West
What?
Don't get upset
Now I'm runnin' up a check
Runnin'
I guess I'm next
Digitally I be stackin'
Huh what is gon' happen
Raisin my money till I lose my balance
Huh that cannot happen
Woah
Woah
Slow it all down for the bros
Bros
We movin' fast on u hoes
Hoes
I gotta remember the code
Code
To the safe
718 nah it ain't
I gotta keep it on lock
What?
A foot on the peddle i jot
Ayy
Now I be feelin a lot
(Woah don't stop)
3 7s I ain't one
Out the lot
Nah
Imma fuckin' jack-pot
Mother fuckin' lag-stop
Now I hit the gas I
Did it all again I
Gotta think out the box if I ever wanna win I
Broke up out the box and then I came back wit a grin I
Made another hit i guess I did it all again I
I I I I I'm so narcissistic
I'm the one who chasin' mills
Okay I'm chasin' thrills
If we talk we talk for real
Okay we makin deals
If I shoot I shoot for real
Okay I shoot to kill
Cupids arrow to your chest
Yea yea
You cant digest
Crazy like I'm Kanye West
What?
Don't get upset
Now I'm runnin' up a check
Runnin'
I guess I'm next
Digitally I be stackin'
Huh what is gon' happen
Raisin my money till I lose my balance
Huh that cannot happen
I'm the one
Like I'm curry
Curry
Huh ain't no 30
Not below par
Ain't a birdie
(Birdie)
Still chasing greenie
Don't get mad
I'll disappear
Disappear
Huh
Like Houdini
If I had 3 wishes I wouldn't even go ask the genie
Nah
I'll do it myself
I'm makin my path
I'm makin my wealth
I be the one who don't any help
I might need a-
Lil bit of this
And a lil bit of that
But I got myself to watch behind my back
And I ain't ever lookin back cuz I'm so far ahead its kinda hard to track
I'm a jack
Of all trades
When u talk
Yeah it fades
Big heart
Ain't no spades
I shoulda skipped a couple a grades
Cuz my rhymes so fine
They would want a mirror to get laid
Open up my mind and see my secrets
Oops yeah they miss-placed
I'm the one who chasin' mills
Okay I'm chasin' thrills
If we talk we talk for real
Okay we makin deals
If I shoot I shoot for real
Okay I shoot to kill
Cupids arrow to your chest
(Yea yea)
You cant digest
Crazy like I'm Kanye West
(What?)
Don't get upset
Now I'm runnin' up a check
Runnin'
I guess I'm next
Digitally I be stackin'
Huh what is gon' happen
Raisin my money till I lose my balance
Huh that cannot happen
I'm the one who chasin' mills
Okay I'm chasin' thrills
If we talk we talk for real
Okay we makin deals
If I shoot I shoot for real
Okay I shoot to kill
Cupids arrow to your chest
Yea yea
You cant digest
Crazy like I'm Kanye West
What?
Don't get upset
Now I'm runnin' up a check
Runnin'
I guess I'm next
Digitally I be stackin'
Huh what is gon' happen
Raisin my money till I lose my balance
Huh that cannot happen
Woah
Woah
Slow it all down for the bros
Bros
We movin' fast on u hoes
Hoes
I gotta remember the code
Code
To the safe
718 nah it ain't
I gotta keep it on lock
What?
A foot on the peddle i jot
Ayy
Now I be feelin a lot
(Woah don't stop)
3 7s I ain't one
Out the lot
Nah
Imma fuckin' jack-pot
Mother fuckin' lag-stop
Now I hit the gas I
Did it all again I
Gotta think out the box if I ever wanna win I
Broke up out the box and then I came back wit a grin I
Made another hit i guess I did it all again I
I I I I I'm so narcissistic
I'm the one who chasin' mills
Okay I'm chasin' thrills
If we talk we talk for real
Okay we makin deals
If I shoot I shoot for real
Okay I shoot to kill
Cupids arrow to your chest
Yea yea
You cant digest
Crazy like I'm Kanye West
What?
Don't get upset
Now I'm runnin' up a check
Runnin'
I guess I'm next
Digitally I be stackin'
Huh what is gon' happen
Raisin my money till I lose my balance
Huh that cannot happen
I'm the one
Like I'm curry
Curry
Huh ain't no 30
Not below par
Ain't a birdie
(Birdie)
Still chasing greenie
Don't get mad
I'll disappear
Disappear
Huh
Like Houdini
If I had 3 wishes I wouldn't even go ask the genie
Nah
I'll do it myself
I'm makin my path
I'm makin my wealth
I be the one who don't any help
I might need a-
Lil bit of this
And a lil bit of that
But I got myself to watch behind my back
And I ain't ever lookin back cuz I'm so far ahead its kinda hard to track
I'm a jack
Of all trades
When u talk
Yeah it fades
Big heart
Ain't no spades
I shoulda skipped a couple a grades
Cuz my rhymes so fine
They would want a mirror to get laid
Open up my mind and see my secrets
Oops yeah they miss-placed
I'm the one who chasin' mills
Okay I'm chasin' thrills
If we talk we talk for real
Okay we makin deals
If I shoot I shoot for real
Okay I shoot to kill
Cupids arrow to your chest
(Yea yea)
You cant digest
Crazy like I'm Kanye West
(What?)
Don't get upset
Now I'm runnin' up a check
Runnin'
I guess I'm next
Digitally I be stackin'
Huh what is gon' happen
Raisin my money till I lose my balance
Huh that cannot happen
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Writer(s): Max-antoine Doyon
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