Stack It Up
Creeping on your block we lurkin'
3 shots like Klay we scoring
Big bag on me no birkin
Shorty over there she twerking
Nigga round the way we working
Broke boys make me nervous
Stack it up
Stack it up
On road all day like we touring
Creeping on ur block we lurkin'
3 shots like Klay we scoring
Big bag on me no birkin
Shorty over there she twerking
Nigga round the way we working
Broke boys make me nervous
Stack it up
Stack it up
On road all day like we touring
Shorty over there make it clap
You ain't got it like that big cap
Make him disappear like snap
No answer she call right back
Pack gone now it's back to the trap
Block hot so it's back to the rap
Gotta get it like right now
Ain't no time to double back
And I heard through the grape vine that these niggas be looking for me
I ain't hidin I'm outside
Whiteside I post with the heat
Odime on the beat
Got six in the whip plus me
Four in the back plus two hoes in the front seat
Ain't built like me or drip like me
I got rubberbands and a hammer man so don't come close to me
Your girl a fan she know I'm the man she wanna come closer to me
I roll sticky green in a honey bleez and my niggas sip syrup Codeine
Creeping on your block we lurkin'
3 shots like Klay we scoring
Big bag on me no birkin
Shorty over there she twerking
Nigga round the way we working
Broke boys make me nervous
Stack it up
Stack it up
On road all day like we touring
3 shots like Klay we scoring
Big bag on me no birkin
Shorty over there she twerking
Nigga round the way we working
Broke boys make me nervous
Stack it up
Stack it up
On road all day like we touring
Creeping on ur block we lurkin'
3 shots like Klay we scoring
Big bag on me no birkin
Shorty over there she twerking
Nigga round the way we working
Broke boys make me nervous
Stack it up
Stack it up
On road all day like we touring
Shorty over there make it clap
You ain't got it like that big cap
Make him disappear like snap
No answer she call right back
Pack gone now it's back to the trap
Block hot so it's back to the rap
Gotta get it like right now
Ain't no time to double back
And I heard through the grape vine that these niggas be looking for me
I ain't hidin I'm outside
Whiteside I post with the heat
Odime on the beat
Got six in the whip plus me
Four in the back plus two hoes in the front seat
Ain't built like me or drip like me
I got rubberbands and a hammer man so don't come close to me
Your girl a fan she know I'm the man she wanna come closer to me
I roll sticky green in a honey bleez and my niggas sip syrup Codeine
Creeping on your block we lurkin'
3 shots like Klay we scoring
Big bag on me no birkin
Shorty over there she twerking
Nigga round the way we working
Broke boys make me nervous
Stack it up
Stack it up
On road all day like we touring
Credits
Writer(s): Malachi Merraro
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