Piling Them Up

See how they poppin' up out the woodwork

TrackHawk feel like engine pop out the hood

Plasmas everywhere in the crib, I ain't did blood work

Your man's ballin, you'll probably block if you could

Being grown, problems pilin' them up

Flower buds feel like pollen among us

What I'm high off? Weed, and probably a fungus

She don't know me, but treat me like I'm humongous

I been checkin' my credit, buildin' my funds

Solitary stud, diamond flooded, gotta plunge

Mimosa blunt, big, kinda chubby, gotta pudge

Told her I don't judge, she thick as hell, got a lil' pudge

Just made a play on Toepfer, feel like Officer Bud

A lil' young **** said he wanna be a cop just for the gun

This thot blew somethin' like food got hot on her tongue

If you do not know nothin, you know it is not more than one, Grem

Pressin' buttons fast in a whip, Mortal Combat

Excuse my French and I do admit I'm the shit

Anywhere you put a ****, port-a-pot that

Times got dark, feelin' like they pull the clock back

See how they poppin' up out the woodwork

TrackHawk feel like engine pop out the hood

Plasmas everywhere in the crib, I ain't did blood work

Your man's ballin, you'll probably block if you could

Being grown, problems pilin' them up

Flower buds feel like pollen among us

What I'm high off? Weed, and probably a fungus

She don't know me, but treat me like I'm humongous

I can't sleep, uh, thinkin' bout money withdraws like I can't eat

Go rap until a **** mute and can't speak

I'm in the loop, stay in the loop, patch every jean

Just threw a party in my ear, it caused a riot (Wo-wo-wo)

I think they bout to loot everything (Woo)

I been thinkin' bout my future, got excited (You see what I'm sayin)

Why would a **** lose everything (Do you really see what I'm sayin)

A **** don't support nothin' you got, you really think he yo friend

Got a brand new firearm with legs on it and a hand

Never wanna be put inside the can (Wo-wo-wo)

Also, never wanna be put aside again (Put aside again)

See how they poppin' up out the woodwork (With the Skiers)

TrackHawk feel like engine pop out the hood (Hood)

Plasmas everywhere in the crib, I ain't did blood work (Blood work)

Your man's ballin, you'll probably block if you could (Block if you could)

Being grown, problems pilin' them up (Hmm)

Flower buds feel like pollen among us (Pollen among us)

What I'm high off? Weed, and probably a fungus (Probably a fungus)

She don't know me, but treat me like I'm humongous (Wooo)