Stacks

Ima whip the stacks up I'm about to act up All my niggas bags stuffed If you with it act up If You know Benji, hands up Icy with it, glassed up Coming with the facts yea I ain't pressed, relax yea Eat ya Apple Jacks bruh You gon' pay me tax, uh Cause You been gettin' gassed up Get the body bag uh Sitting high Looking low I'm the fucking master Let me get a congregation I'm a sinning pastor You would never see me at a red light My diamonds shining on me like a flash light Cause none of you niggas I follow & none of you niggas could follow I'm only breaking bread with my day ones & don't be calling me if you ain't one Cause no new friends the motto Cause none of you niggas could follow How's it going nice to meet ya I think you like me cause I'm sweet, yeah But please no holding onto me no, uh Cause I ain't nothing you can keep, no Ain't gon' be wasting my time Cause I'm in the front of the line & You see my name on the signs You know I stay on my grind You know I'm crazy bout mine Cause all of my figures is fine If you wonder why niggas is mad It's cause I been stealing they bags Ima whip the stacks up I'm a bout to act up All my niggas bags stuffed If you with it act up If You know Benji, hands up Icy with it, glassed up Coming with the facts yea I ain't pressed, relax yea Only niggas eating with me is the gang And yeah I got the recipe to make it I ain't never lallygagging at the bank Cause your monopoly, Ima take it On my momma let the commas heal the pain I ain't got time to play games Me and you niggas ain't the same Cause, no new niggas I follow