Stacks on the Will (feat. Tim Lyre & MOJO AF)

Maybe I could get me a milf
Put a stack on the will
Bring her down to the Ville
Make these diamonds appear
Lately its been banners and beers
Couple man up in here
If you're a fan ain't no fear
It's just a family affair
Been a winter soul from Little Boy sing
I'ma raise another corpse, gwan tell em my nigguhs
Seen a lot of old wars killing our children
I seen em on the road, dark till the night rings
But we are not alone boy pick your parts quickly
See a couple more not finished by inches
Ya never know what's hidden past senses
Seen a lot of robots circulating
It was fun though, but I don't think I can go along with
What you want hunn
Bring em all though
Marlboro cigarettes and Convos
That's an encore, for an entré
I could roll one, know you had a long day
Get your smoke on, tell me what you want babe
Get involved bluhd, I can tell you want this
Or am I wrong huh?
Most these niggas fake and they hope I don't make it
But death's all in my pocket, na army arrangement
Deadly formation
We come through guns blazing
Angry and brazen
Any location
Here come the big bad boogie
Ah when me come around
Mi haffi get real spooky
A lyrical doctor why they call me Doogie
How sir did you do this
See the question's real foolish
Number one
I've been bad since the day that I was born
So she coming from the late night till the early morn
Mr senpai's here got her nigga on the run
I came with my bruddas, and it's looking like
It's Jordan, and it's Kobe, and Lebron
And they don't know what to do
Got them shaking in their boots
Now that I got all these diamonds on me
It is better if you hate while running from me
Don't come around me
Yeah
Maybe I could get me a milf
Put a stack on the will
Bring her down to the Ville
Make these diamonds appear
Lately, it's been banners and beers
Couple man up in here
If you're a fan ain't no fear
It's just a family affair
I step on necks, not toes
Friends turn foes
Pronto
My neck's got gold
Cleanse more souls
God flow
Can't predict resist or sleep on this o ri ti won wo
Emi ni ika dada Won fe ni wahala Shana si shawarma jumbo
The main providers hypnotizers angel vibes na trouble
Won wo designer Igbo china tun gbe iron sorun
I soak vaginas so sublime my frame of mind na hustle
I no there's a war outside
I don't need them on my side
Too man down sides I had to downsize
Capsize a lot ships before we begin baptize
Inconsiderate
Na increasing income speeding rate
Dide Christi de
Hip-hop's really saved
I been dey pre the game
I see say na easy cake
Became the chief commander
Cassandra no say I dey give Amanda
Sometimes we dey run am together so no beef or drama
A lot of things dey happen wey they no fit see from under
We no dey slumber
Goalkeeper number
Bigger brother
Orisa pelu ina lenu be like the god of thunder
A lot wonders chop shawarma wey dey burn from under
Don't fuck with us there ain't a bigger blunder
Maybe I could get me a milf
Put a stack on the will
Bring her down to the Ville
Make these diamonds appear
Lately, it's been banners and beers
Couple man up in here
If you're a fan ain't no fear
It's just a family affair



Credits
Writer(s): Oyesanya Timothy
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