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Big Stacks
UK Hip-Hop
Big Stacks was released on July 10, 2025 by JC3 Records as a part of the album Uproar
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AlbumUproar
Release DateJuly 10, 2025
LabelJC3 Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kxne
Kxne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John A Costello III
John A Costello III
Songwriter
Kane Chukwuma Kwabena Okeke-Aru
Kane Chukwuma Kwabena Okeke-Aru
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John A Costello III
John A Costello III
Producer

Lyrics

"Klang you know the vibes
It’s gonna be cold all summer like winter
We got big boy tools in the sprinter
Fire arms to turn man to cinder
Yeah it’s peak if I squeeze that finger
Got goons each side like wingers
And they’re real strikers big hitters
No this life ain’t for beginners
But you gotta start somewhere go figure
Light em up and then light one up
No there ain’t no tiring us
Now the ops admiring us
Lost a life just to find the plug
We let it bang so don’t step to man
We got shells for your head and gang
Broad daylight I let it rang
No witnesses I’m glad
Don’t cross we are you mad
Get smacked like I’m your Dad
It’s a crazy life we living
That’s big stacks in plastic bags
I’m a young thug so pass me the hookah
I take risks cus I’m bout my mulla
I stack p’s till the safe gets fuller
in a German whip and got my hood up
All cash cus a lease gets techy
Hand ting in the side I’m ready
Got corn for your neck and belly
You might just make the tele
Light em up and then light one up
No there ain’t no tiring us
Now the ops admiring us
Lost a life just to find the plug
We let it bang so don’t step to man
We got shells for your head and gang
Broad daylight I let it rang
No witnesses I’m glad
Don’t cross we are you mad
Get smacked like I’m your Dad
It’s a crazy life we living
That’s big stacks in plastic bags
We get shipments in abundance
The trap house smells like dungeons
Have grown men cry no onions
You ain’t bout this life why you wondering
Flush the toilets sirens thundering
Country lines seen sights so troubling
Still stacking notes till they’re doubling
Nuff man break down and I ain’t one of dem
Light em up and then light one up
No there ain’t no tiring us
Now the ops admiring us
Lost a life just to find the plug
We let it bang so don’t step to man
Broad daylight I let it rang
Don’t cross we are you mad
It’s a crazy life we living
Break it down bag it up
Hit the strip pattern up
Flip a brick magic stuff
This a enterprise I got managers
Wrap it up sell it whole
Got clientele and we run the roads
Better step correct cus we never fold
They don’t want the smoke it leaves hella holes
We let it bang so don’t step to man
We got shells for your head and gang
Broad daylight I let it rang
No witnesses I’m glad
Don’t cross we are you mad
Get smacked like I’m your Dad
It’s a crazy life we living
That’s big stacks in plastic bags
We let it bang so don’t step to man
We got shells for your head and gang
Broad daylight I let it rang
No witnesses I’m glad
Don’t cross we are you mad
Get smacked like I’m your Dad
It’s a crazy life we living
That’s big stacks in plastic bags"
Written by: John A Costello III, Kane Chukwuma Kwabena Okeke-Aru
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