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 f*ck 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
Cam & Slim - $tack$ Lyrics
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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 f*ck 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
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 f*ck 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
Writer: Camren Waters, Neal Warren
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