Dancin'
Young Stefo
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I just got a pack in got me up like racks in Running through the trap get that money I got traction Pack what I pack and that profit what I’m Maxin 300 on the dash and that ain’t even maxin We trappin on the spot we ain’t neva lackin We packin money makin f*ck a pussy I ain’t neva smackin Running through the block like what’s next like what’s happening Always show love to my block when she dancin Money makin Stefo collect and count the cash in No cash out reinvest and get the bands in I can teach you how to make a trap pop hands in Running wit a bag got a motha fucka dancin yea Got a motha fucka dancin Running wit a bag got a motha fucka dancin yea Got a motha fucka dancin Running wit a bag Gotta motha fucka dancin running to the bag Got a bitch out in hamptons where you wanna stay I’ve been getting to the bag Well I smoke exotic bag We don’t smoke the same bag you be smokin on the shwag Watchu tryna do over there ye ain’t gettin paid Tryna muscle up you lookin goofy it’s a shame Ain’t no bitch made money monopoly be the game We stacking up the cheese tryna monopolise my pain Ima get rich and buy my momma out her pain To them I’ve done wrong all my life it’s insane But the money keep coming I’m committed to the game Married to my block but I beat her out her change I ain’t going back f*ck a X I’m getting paid Money keep coming she show me love in many ways Lots a 0’s and commas get me excited to start my day Maybe the money machine sing me another song to me today Cash keep countin money trancin outer space Rash on rash my hands sore can’t pickup the pace I got stacks make ya eyes come out ya face Ya OG he getting old maybe it’s time to get replaced Runin man runin man thas my day job Flip the strip make it hit like I play ball I get money don’t talk funny we ain’t talkin eight balls Make ya move playa choose this is chess not rec ball Versatile wit my flow we get it hot tho I ain’t trippin birdie flippin to the cops bro Moving smoove neva snooze off the drank bro But I keep pouring moon walking smokin stanko I just got a pack in got me up like racks in Running through the trap get that money I got traction Pack what I pack and that profit what I’m Maxin 300 on the dash and that ain’t even maxin We trappin on the spot we ain’t neva lackin We packin money makin f*ck a pussy I ain’t neva smackin Running through the block like what’s next like what’s happening Always show love to my block when she dancin Money makin Stefo collect and count the cash in No cash out reinvest and get the bands in I can teach you how to make a trap pop hands in Running wit a bag got a motha fucka dancin Running wit a bag got a motha fucka dancin
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