Lyrics:
and cuz
Stacking up this
Stack Stacking up this fucking paper
Chase this paper, paper
Chase this paper, paper
Paper, paper
Say Yeah
Wake up every morning and I'm thinking bout some money
Know a nigga keep some
Plus my nigga came home prayin ima stack up ah milli nother day nother dollar waitin on the label to profit
Once surrounded by love placed in the dark
plotting on how to stack the cheddar
But you can't stack no cheddar
Not in the times we living
They went and fucked us all
And it is just beginning
Life's
I just want entanglements and no relations
The grind is not average it ain't basic
I shine with all my niggas ain't no favorites
Stack that paper in
up, bag it up
Movin the cash, bag it up
Bag it up, bag it up, bag it up
Run it back, run it back, stack it up
Bag it up, bag it up, bag it up
Run it
This life that I live
It's really not easy
I wanna stack gwop
I don't wanna catch feelings
I have to make bands, I have to make P
All these bad
Open it up hit from the back and I'm fuckin it
Up
Keep it a stack it's fat as fuck
She might make a nigga fall in love
Nah I'm playin' ion really
to) stack all my chips yeah
Never worry about a Bitch yeah
Why do my life come with risk dam and all the gone homies I miss yeah
I cannot lack
Chase the money go
Get it on my own
Livin' how I'm livin'
Stack some pennies watch em grow, yeah
This is how I know I can make it on my own
Got back
Stacks santana
No bandana
Move straight white
Call me stacks Montana
Just touched down got stacks on stackz
Can’t sit still moving packs on packs
I
getting loads by the truck telling back it up
10 20 40 100 racks I'm tryna add it up
Came up from the bottom every dollar I'm tryna stack it up
Ain't going
If you wanna kick back
Stickity stack
Making history
Cheers to the free
To the fly
To the illest of all
Ooh
The illest of all
Oooh
If you wanna kick
the Chevy had to stash in the trunk
I stack my money and stay in my lane
If I fuck that bitch she gon' remember my name
Don't waste no time just tell me what
It's MBC
MoneyMade
I'm making moves lil baby I'm making moves
Tryna stack all of these commas like I got something to prove now
You give it all just
imma stack it back by 3 cities
Probably like three NY’s
Maybe like three Philly’s
Maybe like three little wives
Stack like three Peachtree's
It’s like
caught
Only the pros and the cons get to stack these knots
Motherfuckers want that Benz with the millions by the karats
When they fencing all day, they
the west side
Bitches fucking with me ‘cause I’m next up
Cause they know I’m getting paper
Labels on my case since I came by (Yeah yeah)
‘Cause I got
hallelujah, praise god, hallelujah
Tell the police I'ma stack this paper 'til I overdose
Woodie, hoodie, slowly back your bitch ass up your over close
I
the money
I open up my mind by opening bank accounts deposit a 100 stacks
Break up wont take it out baby that's a gift maybe you could live
I knew it
the addiction now i can't ignore it
Get the paper, stack it up i'll burn the fuckin forest
If i gotta lose my friends i guess that's how it is
They'll just hit
asking for a feature ill make you pay by the pound
Mask on yea i feel like big van Vader aye
Wake up in the morning just to get that paper yeah
Please
involved with settling for less
Gotta go and get that paper every day to day
Scared money don't make nothing so I ain't afraid
I don't know much about y'all
Stripes on me wolverine
Jewelry feen
keep it clean
Goin hard for my team
Goin hard by any means
I got money in my jeans
Paper chaser in my genes
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