Stack My Money
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Work hard and stack my money
Commas making me cry (yeah)
You can not take them from me
Unless you tryna die (yeah)
I run it up (ooh)
I count it up (ooh)
My pockets up (ooh)
They never stop (ooh)
She see the bucks (ooh)
The Bently Trucks (ooh)
She wanna fuck (ooh)
She outta luck (ooh)
Run up
Bet you I'm finna get done up
She on my dick for the comma
Fuckin that bitch till the sun up
Smokin at me get yo blunt up
Pockets so thick get your funds up
Pull out the sig if you act up
Empty the clip, fill it back up (ooh)
Empty the clip
Fucking that bitch and you know that I'm rich
She like how I drip
I beat it, I beat it, I beat it
Fuckin that bitch repeat it
Lil mama she swallow my semen
And I'm fuckin that bitch like a demon
Cash, lil mama, bad
Walk in the malls with the, bag
I'm countin my chips and you, sad (wooh)
Niggas they hate
They can't relate
I'm eatin cake
You losin weight
Get out my face
You a disgrace
Got the new whip
Go outer space (go outer space)
Ill foot on the gas, never the brake (never the brake)
Fuck her the past, dont got a ass, niggas they hate (niggas they hate)
We eatin fast, is trash
Shit ain't gon last, you in the past
I cannot relate
I'm in the sun you get baked
Nigga I patiently wait
She drippin wet like a lake
Dunkin that bit like I'm Blake
All this money need a rake
I'm eatin good wit a steak
These niggas ain't watchin the plate
These niggas ain't grab me like
Work hard and stack my money
Commas making me cry (yeah)
You can not take them from me
Unless you tryna die (yeah)
Work hard and stack my money
Commas making me cry (yeah)
You can not take them from me
Unless you tryna die (yeah)