STACK ft. SPACE Lyrics

From the back to the front, bring packs out stack money up

Livin' life on the edge, flip shit like a spatula huh

Codeine in my fridge, really sip don't act for the bros

Get rushed by the Fedz, head straight to the back, let it flush

From the back to the front, bring packs out stack money up

Livin' life on the edge, flip shit like a spatula huh

Codeine in my fridge, really sip don't act for the bros

Get rushed by the Fedz, head straight to the back, let it flush

Money comin' and it go

But I could always use some more

Mama taught me if I really got business to have some respect when I walk in the door

Dividends comin' in just for my music, drugs in my system I like to abuse em

She tryin' to show me the coochie, tell her don't want it I'm takin' no cooties

Finna be rich, speak it into existence, if they don't hear me I'm still manifested

Drink in my belly, got purple intestines, don't you dare ever confuse who the best is

Pepper time, pepper shot straight to his chest, might prep the Berettas and shots out the rest

Lil' bitch, I been been a menace, pimpin' shit, my windows is tinted

Jumped off the porch, knew the risks

Drac, light, a supersoak, I let it piss

Hold up

Diamond rock Thanos the fist, use it to smack him, give that boy a list

Turnt to the maximum, I can't be fixed

From the back to the front, bring packs out stack money up

Livin' life on the edge, flip shit like a spatula huh

Codeine in my fridge, really sip don't act for the bros

Get rushed by the Fedz, head straight to the back, let it flush

From the back to the front, bring packs out stack money up

Livin' life on the edge, flip shit like a spatula huh

Codeine in my fridge, really sip don't act for the bros

Get rushed by the Fedz, head straight to the back, let it flush

I been all in the ocean, havin' fun with the pussy, I'm slappin' and pokin

Joey beats got em floatin',

Space beats knockin' bass, man, this shit cause commotion

What's the mood, what's the motion?

Talkin' down on the gang, I send shots off the potion

I do not miss a shot if it's open,

DOA don't be wishin' and hopin

Call me John, Mr. Wick,

Cause I walk with a stick, keep me a blick

I'm the best when I shoot

I send shots out the roof and my niggas do too

Perfect aim got his body in surgery

Soak Orion if niggas ain't heard of me

Pop my shit, take a bow, where the curtains be

He was snitchin', he in the informery

Bring the smoke to me, nigga, I'm bored of this

I got tools on tools on deck

If you snooze, might lose your neck

Stack up my money, bitch, I only care about my check

I'm from the 3, so I bet if I shoot, my shot is wet

Southside nigga learn how to two-step

Aim at his head, we don't care about the vest

I'm from the 3, so I bet if I shoot, my shot is wet