Whole Lotta

Whole lot of stacks on me, whole lot of
A whole lot of racks on me, a whole lot of
A whole lot of cash on me, a whole lot
Got people counting on me, I'll die bout it

A whole lot of blues
A whole lot of drugs
A whole lot of green
A whole lot of love
Walk in the scene, a whole lot of thugs
Walk and I lean, there's something in my cup
I can not seem to stop going up
I been a fiend to running up huns
Want everything, it's all or it's none
She sucking on me she put it in a bun

Are you willing to die bout it?
Tell me you're by my side and that you're really down to slide bout it
Can't really waste no time, I hope you bout it, it ain't no doubting
Cause money on my mind, a bunch of stacks and I just keep counting
Whole lot of
Whole lot of
Whole lot of

Whole lot of stacks on me, whole lot of
A whole lot of racks on me, a whole lot of
A whole lot of cash on me, a whole lot
Got people counting on me, I'll die bout it

Whole lot of whole lot of whole lot of yeah yeah
Whole lot of shows lot of rolls lot of hoes on me yeah yeah
Pour in the so got me moving so slow but I'm on 10
Like what it is
Whole lot of cash on me & its not making sense
Whole lot of flows on me like which one could he spit
I'm in the coupe with a super model she asking can we kiss
Whole lot of times y'all counted me out no I will not forget

Whole lot of stacks on me, whole lot of
A whole lot of racks on me, a whole lot of
A whole lot of cash on me, a whole lot
Got people counting on me, I'll die bout it

Whole lot of stacks on me, whole lot of
A whole lot of racks on me, a whole lot of
A whole lot of cash on me, a whole lot
Got people counting on me, I'll die bout it



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Writer(s): Antonio Walker
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