Stacks (feat. Slim aka Neal & Big Pokey)

Trunk on crack Paper gone stack Trunk on crack Paper gone stack Trunk on crack Paper gone stack Trunk on crack Paper gone stack Trunk on crack Paper gone stack Count it up weigh it up Got workers movin' pounds All across the damm town H town its going down I got dreams about the millions So I stay up on my grind Solute to all my soldiers That's buried under ground All my people locked up in the pen You know we had you covered Soon as that money came in I'm in just to win it I got it so I spend it Betta get with if not then you can't fuck with us I'm from that htown where it go down Boys coming down yo boulevard Comin thru and they'll hit you hard Over the money boy they'll hit you hard When I'm stacking up I might pop a bar Might do a tab act real bad Every time i pull up in the slab I got ten or twenty duffle bags I'm all about that money I'm all about that cream Live my life like a dream When I pull up to the scene I'm stepping out looking clean Got a bad bitch by my side Stacking up that paper all the way to the sky Trunk on crack Paper gone stack Trunk on crack Paper gone stack Trunk on crack Paper gone stack Trunk on crack Paper gone stack Trunk on crack Paper gone stack Imma recline the bumper My paper gone stack Imma drop the fifth Shit imma chill and relax From the southwest to the Greenspoint greens road That's where I'm at Tryna flip a pack Get this money get all that I'm chilling with that nigga cam We flippin' and rolling thru yo hood Thru yo city I'm tryna move a pack You know just how im feeling Imma bust that shit down Look at the roof recline my cieling 84's is poking out but shit nigga i'm Straight chilling imma pull out the Fifth and pop my trunk and let it recline You see the sight you see the light show Imma act a ass right now But shit Imma go head and chill pour me A fifth of this hen and imma head straight to the crib Just to get it in nigga got the clock imma weigh It up Swear to god I got my stuff gotta Get the big money for the big bucks drugs All that shit gotta flush Imma pop the city in recline You know how I'm feeling Imma pop the city in recline You know how I'm feeling Trunk on crack Paper gone stack Trunk on crack Paper gone stack Trunk on crack Paper gone stack Trunk on crack Paper gone stack Trunk on crack Paper gone stack