All I do is stack bread

Got a couple models in my bed

Making money is a trend

All I do is stack bread

Got a couple bottles in the fridge

Pour it up, get lit

All I do is stack bread

Heard you saying something through the grapevine

Look, I grew up on the East Side

Smacking you in your fucking face—got a weak spine

I ain't scared to take a hit, look, I'll be fine

I just met her on the plane—had a long flight

Had her at my BnB, made her... twice

Make decisions in a second, I don't think twice

That's the reason that my kid gon' live a rich life

Normal life is too boring for me

I got models in my DMs—that shit normal to me

Got a flight back to Miami in the morning, my G

Told my manager that I don't feel like touring this week—nah

I won't live my life like I'm bitch-made

I've been making money since the 6th grade

Got a North Face stuffed with the high grade

Out my middle school, puffin' on a fat J

All I do is stack bread

Got a couple models in my bed

Making money is a trend

All I do is stack bread

Got a couple bottles in the fridge

Pour it up, get lit

All I do is stack bread

Got a couple models in my bed

Making money is a trend

All I do is stack bread

Got a couple bottles in the fridge

Pour it up, get lit

All I do is stack bread

Look... don't blink twice

Watch the numbers double up—this ain't overnight

It could happen any minute, I could take flight

Too committed to the vision of my own life

Real talk... could've thrown it all away

Could've signed a deal, I could've given up on everything

Could've thrown it in when my name was just a call away

But I'm down to scramble—I won't ever throw the ball away

I won't live my life like I'm bitch-made

I've been making money since the 6th grade

Got a North Face stuffed with the high grade

Out my middle school, puffin' on a fat J

All I do is stack bread

Got a couple models in my bed

Making money is a trend

All I do is stack bread

Got a couple bottles in the fridge

Pour it up, get lit

All I do is stack bread

Got a couple models in my bed

Making money is a trend

All I do is stack bread

Got a couple bottles in the fridge

Pour it up, get lit

All I do is stack bread

Going crazy on the track—made a hit again

Do another one, I'ma use my mulligan

Every time I'm in the Bean, I'm feeling whole again

Every time I'm in the scene, she hit my phone again

Ain't nobody running with us

You were trying way before, but now you nothing to us

When I'm touring in your city, pulling up in a bus

Got a million of these biddies tryna show me they stuff—nah

You say that you never made some

You say that 'cause you ain't made none

I got all my fans in my place, son

Pouring up with my day ones

All I do is stack bread

Got a couple models in my bed

Making money is a trend

All I do is stack bread

Got a couple bottles in the fridge

Pour it up, get lit

All I do is stack bread

Got a couple models in my bed

Making money is a trend

All I do is stack bread

Got a couple bottles in the fridge

Pour it up, get lit

All I do is stack bread