CRASHING NEW YORK
AMB STACKZ
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Ru Who whoo whoo All of my bitches ratchet My bitches stay wit a ratchet (Blicky) One taste gotta have it Get it gone poof poof magic Only A's in mathematics Didn't attend other classes Jesus grab wheel almost crashed it (Yea aye ayee aye yeah) This is the life of a savage Chase paper what we after I ain't none of y'all cap niggas I ain't none of y'all rap Niggas I'm into baggin (Baggin) Fucking yo bitch like a rabbit Pump yo breaks why you cramping I'm stamped bitch you ain't stamped In Step in a bitch in the Hamptons Do the dirty laundry We gotta wash it Pape chase gotta get dem Washingtons (Benjis) Dey why I don't smile I ain't friendly Semi on me and it's smoking 40 can leave you open (Open) Smoking shit that's potent Same snottie nose from Chopin I'm ridin I'm rolling off a perk and Bar 2 Hit you before Interview like you in A bar wit a bar stool Betta go check my Jacket I ain't for the none of that cap shit Try me wit that diss shit you a caption (Caption, caption, caption) (Yaa yaa caption) Scream of da blaatttt Betta know I'm leading the pack Alpha wolf shit shake up the scene in a scat Fuckin on the baddest of baddest of bitches Money going to the sky now Hot ass hell put the sweat up in like I'm sitting in a sauna Mommy say I was born at sanai Money be calling I be racing like sonic Can't understand what you speaking like niggas be speaking ebonics I'm smokin the chronic (Zaza) BAd bitch on me yeah she a "Zaza" Go Blaaat hit target give me a high five Bitch on 4's giving me high top Got me strong like Popeye Smoking broccoli im blowin green I ain't smokin on naw naw They ask me who we smokin on now now Rollin fonta in my Zaza Blowin opps doin a drive by This ain't no caramba But we kno you ima top Shotta Hustle for it never killed But I'll do it if I gotta Bad bitch shakin ass and her titties Out here shakin for hundreds and Fifty's Money up bad boy like diddy Do my dance all over dem benji's Got mine right now I ain't 50 Go get the strap Nigga I got it Why I hear you be talking down on Me you ain't even really bout nada In the club got a ba ba Hit a head wit a ba ba Pourin lean outta the double cup I'm sippin some lava (Yea) Fuckin wit z's I f*ck wit the Rasta's Why you talking the money you talk It alotta Me and mines talk it and walk it We really outside you ain't really Jumped off the block You still in the house You ain't neva been locked Sittin wit lifers in box I was gettin the block Fell in love wit money and rocks I was rolling to the top Talkin the money gotta go in Run it up if you want it go roll it I'm on the pape the lane is open Watch for the niggas they be on hoe Shit I be having my motion Don't deal in feelings or emotions Can't let em gain my trust ima just Smoke em Blaaat STACKZ All money boy shit Get STACKZ records GSR ENTERTAINMENT GLAHH STACKZ
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