Stack Bandz Video (MV)

Stack all the bands all the way to the ceiling
These bitches won't love you, they have no feelings

And yo bros gon' rob you, cause they still niggas winning
Family tryna curse you. You ain't living the way they living
Still move tact my pivot
These pussies tryna get me cause they see a nigga living

I was digging to the Roots, now my tree all springing
Stack all the bands all the way to the ceiling
Cause these bitches wont love you, they have no feelings
And yo bros gon' rob you, cause they still niggas winning

Family tryna curse you. You ain't living the way they living
Still move tact on my piviot
These pussies tryna get me cause they see a nigga living
I was digging to the roots, now my tree all springing

Spend thousand on my fit and your fit not fitting
Baby is a rich nigga feeling
I don't care if I murder ill still sling the Scotty Pippen
If I needed your help, would you dip it

If I needed some racks, would you split it
Hop on the car, are you riding or dipping
You a niggas so fake, I don't want you with me
Heading to the top, but I became so lonely

And love is like a rock, depending how you throw it
And to that dumb hoe that I loved
Bitch, I wasn't f*cking healing
You left me the bitch, I was bleeding

She sucked him up, I was grieving, uh
Glizzy on me, you know I'm not scheming
She wanna ride in a demon
Pull up the drop and then I'm on go
Run in yo house, tryna wipe me a nose

I'm on the block, wear I.S.O
Don't run in my face, tryna catch me on a road
If I see me opp, then I'm blasting this dome
Blrrrd, Chinged up, can you get poked
Me K$ on the block, used to walk with a pole
Till my niggas upgraded and got us up good
Try and walk sum down, try and take off a nose

These niggas so fake, they been acting like clones
Big glizzy on me, it's a big .40
Free my dawg DB, really take off a toe
When he hop in the car, he just never f*cking froze

Getting this guap, that is the goal
Driving through blocks, we just stroll
Wanna take off a top, call Waleed, that's my bro
Slide that beam on the Glock and I go do my chores

Let's get money, f*ck all these hoes
Let's get money, stay with your bros
When you getting rackades , better stay f*cking low
Cause these niggas in your face, gonna ask for some dough

I walk with the heat, but my heart's still cold
Shout out Malik, that's my day one cro
When I hop in the whip, I know Midz on go
When we can't find him, we just take off his bro