Stakkin'

Can you say Gang Gang

Bundles coming in we got em' Stacking to the ceiling
Broke boy don't come around with all that weak talk, I can't feel It
Momma put me on dis as a youngin I can't shake it
Daddy taught me how to deal with All you niggas fakin'
Hundred and 44 k is all that's on my brain
If you ain't stakkin' round me my Nigga you a lame
Stick to the script if you say you Looking for some change
Stick around me if you want lil Shawty catch some game

They said how you talk like that If you a Christian
Man I ain't a Christian dawg my Folk from Israel
Now that we got that cleared up Let's get to business
Deez folk out here tryna get right Y'all tryna get a witness
Don't hit me on the house phone Cuz I'll never answer
I'm probably in the back room With my private dancer
I'm probably on the move out Here getting these bands up
Not even talking money but the Funding is handsome
See me jump in a phantom
If I'm in it it ain't rented
In my ATLANTA braves fitted
I'm giving game don't get it Twisted
Said this that water joe gifted, I Told y'all we stacking big stacks
Gon hit the gate with them big Bags
Like Big Bank we talking Big FACTS

Bundles coming in we got em' stacking to the ceiling
Broke boy don't come around with all that weak talk, I can't feel it
Momma put me on dis as a youngin I can't shake it
Daddy taught me how to deal with all you niggas fakin
Hundred and 44 k is all that's on my brain
If you ain't stakkin' round me my nigga you a lame
Stick to the script if you say you looking for some change
Stick around me if you want lil shawty catch some game

They said what's the price tag on The game, I ain't gotta flex
It's higher than a few baguettes Flyer than a private jet
So we gonna
Take off
Yo case off
Yo faith off
You gonna shake off
So don't think shawty that we Still can put you on
My plug looked out for me and Dawg my mind was gone
I called him late and still got Plenty time to ball
So if you tryna bust a move then Make the call
Run the game down for you Introduce you to everybody
And you know we keep it on us I Could serve you you and Everybody
Yeah you know we run a tight Ship so don't no waves phase me For long
A couple chains ain't slaves no Mo
But It's time to stack so it's time to go

Bundles coming in we got em' stacking to the ceiling
Broke boy don't come around With all that weak talk, I can't feel It
Momma put me on dis as a Youngin I can't shake it
Daddy taught me how to deal with All you niggas faking
Hundred and 44 k is all that's on My brain
If you ain't stakking round me my Nigga you a lame
Stick to the script if you say you Looking for some change
Stick around me if you want lil Shawty catch some game

Now is it any questions



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Writer(s): Leif Hendrix
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