RUPEE STACK ft. Ham Sandwich & Shwabadi Lyrics

RPGEP

Reign forever

Put all the coins in the bag

Your album: I heard that it's bad

They know that I'm perfect, at that

Man, I swerve, man, I swerve on the track

Triangulo right on my wrist

My God is my permanent tat

The sermon, I serve it in rap

Had to hit "block" on the b****

That shit all occurred in the past

Stacking a rupee or two

The harem's a groupie or two

Man, like who's PreacherDude?

Got her truly enthused, super moody and cute

On the loose-leaf, I'm rude, putrid,

Polluted too... sword on my back, and it's blue

More than a

Rap when it's true, every

Rack I accrue, captured and she

Captioned it too, sword on my

Back and it's blue and you know that I'm tuckin' it

And I'm fucking lit

Counting this zenny, y'all know what the budget is

Straight out merchant, and no: you ain't touching this

I am so fuckin' lit, you are the opposite

I see the Gucci, the Louis, I'm coppin' it

You in the game and I'm standing on top of it

If it's not money, don't care what you offering

Ain't about money, I ain't gonna talk of it

Hating on me, then you go to work clocking in

That shit obnoxiousness

Know he a buster, I won't even call for it

I see you in the lobby

Gettin' my fitness, I'm doin' pilates

Grinding so often but I won't be off it

'Till I can buy my mom and dad a Bugatti

Materia minded, I need me the green

They said they got me but it ain't what it seems

I seen my inner circle burst at the seams

The money turning all my friends into fiends, yeah

R-r-r-r

More than a

Rap when it's true, every

Rack I accrue, captured and she

Captioned it too, sword on my

Back and it's blue and you know that I'm tuckin' it

And I'm fucking lit

Counting this zenny, y'all know what the budget is

Straight out merchant, and no: you ain't touching this

Your money's fiction, it's all that you write about

My writing fetched me the money in high amounts

My favourite whip as a kid, I could buy it now

Still hit a lick for the right amount

Shawty my rider, we riding out

Keep me a stick if you try it out

Homie the plug, I'm gon' fly him out

You bitch made, bitch wait

Give me that zenny (zenny)

Running your rupees, I pilfer your pennies (damn)

Smoke, you don't want any

Zooted and looted, I'm offa the henny (woah)

And I'm drunk as a- huh?

You ain't up with us, you not drunk enough

You might get lifted if I'm rolling up

You might get lifted if I pop the trunk

You got no bitches 'cause you only know how to talk to these women online

Uninstall Tinder, lil' boy

Ain't nobody gon' be tryna stoke up your fire

You keep on waiting for princesses, damsels in distress to make you their knight

All that she needs is a promise that you can get turnt up

Start making her night

RPGEP

More than a

Rap when it's true, every

Rack I accrue, captured and she

Captioned it too, sword on my

Back and it's blue and you know that I'm tuckin' it

And I'm fucking lit

Counting this zenny, y'all know what the budget is

Straight out merchant, and no: you ain't touching this

Told 'em I'm

Ackin' a fool, keep a blue

Sword on my hip when it's lit PK Fire, and I'm

Back in the booth, y'all niggas stay

Tracking my movements, still been a nuisance

My mans will shoot when it's time, that's a Chrono Trigger

We not them rats, when you ask, we don't know them niggas

Inner Circle be the crest, ruling over niggas

No, I get it, the name's pretty on the nose