Keep Stacking (feat. Luh Ello)
Talking 'bout hundreds, you know I keep stacking
He playing tough, that nigga be acting
All of my niggas we came out the back end
Gotta call up my
Talking 'bout hundreds, you know I keep stacking
He playing tough, that nigga be acting
All of my niggas we came out the back end
Gotta call up my shooter, you know he not lacking
I get the racks and I motherfuckin' go, these niggas pussies they snitch on the bros
Rocking that new Vetement on my coat, 30 my clip you know my Draco bloated
They said that I'm hot, they ain't higher than that
Stay on my grind, I stay chasing a check
I had to step up
These bullets hallow we shooting yo' chest
No, I ain't done yet
Got a hundred racks, spent it on my neck
Hundred checks, bitch I was born to flex
Spent a whole bag in Sacks, these pussy ass niggas be rats
If you talkin' bout money, you know I keep stacking
He playin' tough, that nigga be actin'
All of my niggas, we came out the back end
I got call up my shooter you know he not-
I never lack cause I stay with my twin, talk down this choppa hit him in his chin
I made a bag and I did it again, yeah and lil shawty bad but I might fuck her friend
Can't put my trust in a hoe, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no not again
I hat to get in my bag, and I went 'head and doubled that shit and it tripled again
Me and Luh Ello known to get it jumpin', he said he gettin' money but he bluffin'
He talkin' hot we pull up to his function, my shooter won't hesitate to get to dumping
Me and my bro too turnt all summer, I was down bad 'bout that bitch now it's "fuck her"
Ricky Owens on my feet, now I'm stunting
On some hot boy shit, fuck a "hot girl summer"
Oh, I ain't done
That lil bitch don't even listen to rap, but she still finna play my songs
She hate the way I'm too busy, I been in the studio all night long
That bitch had said she in love, but I'm hitting her once then I'm sending her home
Talking 'bout hundreds, you know I keep stacking
He playing tough, that nigga be acting
All of my niggas we came out the back end
Gotta call up my shooter, you know he not lacking
He playing tough, that nigga be acting
All of my niggas we came out the back end
Gotta call up my
Talking 'bout hundreds, you know I keep stacking
He playing tough, that nigga be acting
All of my niggas we came out the back end
Gotta call up my shooter, you know he not lacking
I get the racks and I motherfuckin' go, these niggas pussies they snitch on the bros
Rocking that new Vetement on my coat, 30 my clip you know my Draco bloated
They said that I'm hot, they ain't higher than that
Stay on my grind, I stay chasing a check
I had to step up
These bullets hallow we shooting yo' chest
No, I ain't done yet
Got a hundred racks, spent it on my neck
Hundred checks, bitch I was born to flex
Spent a whole bag in Sacks, these pussy ass niggas be rats
If you talkin' bout money, you know I keep stacking
He playin' tough, that nigga be actin'
All of my niggas, we came out the back end
I got call up my shooter you know he not-
I never lack cause I stay with my twin, talk down this choppa hit him in his chin
I made a bag and I did it again, yeah and lil shawty bad but I might fuck her friend
Can't put my trust in a hoe, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no not again
I hat to get in my bag, and I went 'head and doubled that shit and it tripled again
Me and Luh Ello known to get it jumpin', he said he gettin' money but he bluffin'
He talkin' hot we pull up to his function, my shooter won't hesitate to get to dumping
Me and my bro too turnt all summer, I was down bad 'bout that bitch now it's "fuck her"
Ricky Owens on my feet, now I'm stunting
On some hot boy shit, fuck a "hot girl summer"
Oh, I ain't done
That lil bitch don't even listen to rap, but she still finna play my songs
She hate the way I'm too busy, I been in the studio all night long
That bitch had said she in love, but I'm hitting her once then I'm sending her home
Talking 'bout hundreds, you know I keep stacking
He playing tough, that nigga be acting
All of my niggas we came out the back end
Gotta call up my shooter, you know he not lacking
Credits
Writer(s): Arrian Hearn
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