Stacks

Counting stacks
Stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks
Racks
Racks, racks, racks, racks, racks, racks
Green-backs
Backs, backs, backs, backs, backs, backs, backs
Stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks

If money talks, you should listen
'Stead of chasing all that glisten
My money talks filibuster
Holla if you feel a hustla
If Thomas Payne could change the game
I'm scoping out a different aim
I'm lookin' for uncommon sense
To resurrect dead presidents
There's interest on this bread I lent
No wonder bread, ya money went
The rent is due, takes precedence
Paid picture perfect presidents
This dough you know ain't heaven sent
Communion lines we best repent
The prophets came and they ordain
Of soffit frames gon' make it rain
First up batter Bisquick
Pouring pancakes quick flip
Packed into a thick brick
Stack 'em like a card trick
Count it up, stack that
Million dollar flapjacks
Floor mats to high hats
Floor-to-ceiling compacts
Ceiling gotta hack that
For cheddar-headed pack rat
Cheese running off the big mac
Come get you a knapsack
Money man, money man, where you think going man
Debt man, dead man, collect the debts they owing man
Tax man, tax plan, can't hide from Uncle Sam fam
Hustle man, hustlin, hustle up a plan man
Stack man, stack plan, we stacking up these stacks man
Dough boy, know boy, I be kneading all that dough boy

Stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks
Racks
Racks, racks, racks, racks, racks, racks
Green-backs
Backs, backs, backs, backs, backs, backs, backs
Stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks

I want the stacks to the max
Want the money to flow
The money to blow
Lace up my shoes I'm running the show
So you really knead the bread?
Yeah I'm punning the dough
The one with the rolls
Got pumpernickel sourdough scones
I want my fees striped in purple
The C's like I'm verbal
Stacking paper got them backs steady green like a turtle
Reap what you sow dude
Don't keep what you owe
You'll be a patient I ain't got no patience please that's a virtue
I don't need friends, just give me the dividends
I'd rather pull off in a Benz instead of tryna meet ends
I've gotta make change to make change do you not comprehend?
Know what I'm saying? I'll break it down
I ain't a prophet but I got the profit margin bout to skyrocket
Saw a dip in stock it got me interested in shopping
If money is the topic, I'll maximize my pockets
Make residuals come when they're due soon I'll be island hopping

Stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks
Racks
Racks, racks, racks, racks, racks, racks
Green-backs
Backs, backs, backs, backs, backs, backs, backs
Stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks
Counting stacks
Stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks
Racks
Racks, racks, racks, racks, racks, racks
Green-backs
Backs, backs, backs, backs, backs, backs, backs
Stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks



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Writer(s): David Paul
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