(Prr)
Yeah Yeah
Yeah yeah, gang
Bang, you know who the f*ck it is like
Yeah ah, gang, yeah
Flowing this crystal, they see Imma' crystal, I've been too busy by chasing these checks
I've been rapping too tuff, these opps is scared, they talking bout' killing themself
F*ck what they sayin, it's getting heated, boutta' let this bullet talk for itself
They be thinking they special, too bad for the feds, Imma' be their new case (Yeah Yeah)
Don't call us blood brothers, see you been ratting for money
Caught his ass lacking for doubles
He ain't be getting no money, pussy threatening like funny
Ain't one of us no longer, never call us your covers (Yeah Yeah)
Don't hit my phone no more, I'm chasing money
Too much can't count no more, counting benefits like thoughts that just froze
My shit too good, be giving bitches good stroke (Yeah Yeah)
Fake ahh' mothaf*ckas' tryna' take a part of my life (My life)
I ain't tryna' keep them in my mind (My mind)
They ain't in my lane, killers stand on fudgy
Ain't gotta' do nun, she is too touchy
Showing a different breed, that's indeed (That's inded)
I'll do anything still if I bleed (Still if I bleed)
Bless my life, yeah that's fasho, gang moving up hill (Moving up hill)
Be for real, you can hope, I ain't f*cking with this (F*cking with this)
Wavy and I came back swerving, bought a bitch pit checks, got her burning
Dropping hot, I know it's a curving
Flex things feel a rich man with a derby, bullets is the only thing we be serving
Flowing this crystal, they see Imma' crystal, I've been too busy by chasing these checks
I've been rapping too tuff, these opps is scared, they talking bout' killing themself
F*ck what they sayin, it's getting heated, boutta' let this bullet talk for itself
They be thinking they special, too bad for the feds, Imma' be their new case (Yeah Yeah)
Imma' return back a demon, put that on bet it
Walking up the stair, but it never ends
Ion' need no icey chain, to show them I'm the best
When this lame ahh' people hating, the screen feels like a bulletproof vest
Killing, dissing and jailing is the test
They killing each other with different meanings, they ain't playing (Playing)
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WAZ - Stacks Lyrics
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(Prr)
Yeah Yeah
Yeah yeah, gang
Bang, you know who the f*ck it is like
Yeah ah, gang, yeah
Flowing this crystal, they see Imma' crystal, I've been too busy by chasing these checks
I've been rapping too tuff, these opps is scared, they talking bout' killing themself
F*ck what they sayin, it's getting heated, boutta' let this bullet talk for itself
They be thinking they special, too bad for the feds, Imma' be their new case (Yeah Yeah)
Don't call us blood brothers, see you been ratting for money
Caught his ass lacking for doubles
He ain't be getting no money, pussy threatening like funny
Ain't one of us no longer, never call us your covers (Yeah Yeah)
Don't hit my phone no more, I'm chasing money
Too much can't count no more, counting benefits like thoughts that just froze
My shit too good, be giving bitches good stroke (Yeah Yeah)
Fake ahh' mothaf*ckas' tryna' take a part of my life (My life)
I ain't tryna' keep them in my mind (My mind)
They ain't in my lane, killers stand on fudgy
Ain't gotta' do nun, she is too touchy
Showing a different breed, that's indeed (That's inded)
I'll do anything still if I bleed (Still if I bleed)
Bless my life, yeah that's fasho, gang moving up hill (Moving up hill)
Be for real, you can hope, I ain't f*cking with this (F*cking with this)
Wavy and I came back swerving, bought a bitch pit checks, got her burning
Dropping hot, I know it's a curving
Flex things feel a rich man with a derby, bullets is the only thing we be serving
Flowing this crystal, they see Imma' crystal, I've been too busy by chasing these checks
I've been rapping too tuff, these opps is scared, they talking bout' killing themself
F*ck what they sayin, it's getting heated, boutta' let this bullet talk for itself
They be thinking they special, too bad for the feds, Imma' be their new case (Yeah Yeah)
Imma' return back a demon, put that on bet it
Walking up the stair, but it never ends
Ion' need no icey chain, to show them I'm the best
When this lame ahh' people hating, the screen feels like a bulletproof vest
Killing, dissing and jailing is the test
They killing each other with different meanings, they ain't playing (Playing)
Yeah Yeah
Yeah yeah, gang
Bang, you know who the f*ck it is like
Yeah ah, gang, yeah
Flowing this crystal, they see Imma' crystal, I've been too busy by chasing these checks
I've been rapping too tuff, these opps is scared, they talking bout' killing themself
F*ck what they sayin, it's getting heated, boutta' let this bullet talk for itself
They be thinking they special, too bad for the feds, Imma' be their new case (Yeah Yeah)
Don't call us blood brothers, see you been ratting for money
Caught his ass lacking for doubles
He ain't be getting no money, pussy threatening like funny
Ain't one of us no longer, never call us your covers (Yeah Yeah)
Don't hit my phone no more, I'm chasing money
Too much can't count no more, counting benefits like thoughts that just froze
My shit too good, be giving bitches good stroke (Yeah Yeah)
Fake ahh' mothaf*ckas' tryna' take a part of my life (My life)
I ain't tryna' keep them in my mind (My mind)
They ain't in my lane, killers stand on fudgy
Ain't gotta' do nun, she is too touchy
Showing a different breed, that's indeed (That's inded)
I'll do anything still if I bleed (Still if I bleed)
Bless my life, yeah that's fasho, gang moving up hill (Moving up hill)
Be for real, you can hope, I ain't f*cking with this (F*cking with this)
Wavy and I came back swerving, bought a bitch pit checks, got her burning
Dropping hot, I know it's a curving
Flex things feel a rich man with a derby, bullets is the only thing we be serving
Flowing this crystal, they see Imma' crystal, I've been too busy by chasing these checks
I've been rapping too tuff, these opps is scared, they talking bout' killing themself
F*ck what they sayin, it's getting heated, boutta' let this bullet talk for itself
They be thinking they special, too bad for the feds, Imma' be their new case (Yeah Yeah)
Imma' return back a demon, put that on bet it
Walking up the stair, but it never ends
Ion' need no icey chain, to show them I'm the best
When this lame ahh' people hating, the screen feels like a bulletproof vest
Killing, dissing and jailing is the test
They killing each other with different meanings, they ain't playing (Playing)
Writer: Eirik Stenvoll
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid