Stackin' Lyrics

I'm stackin' whip automatic

Cruisin with a bitch she the baddest

You worried 'bout shit that don't matter

Imma run this shit 'til the wrist with a patek

Imma run it up Imma run it up up

Flip switch end of ya

Imma take a lift that ain't indica

Wit a bad bitch her name India

From the same mud but I made it out clean

You ain't cut from this cloth

Forty on the jean

A movie scene nigga living out a dream

It ain't no peace 'til the neck glistening

Blood, sweat, work thats the shit they can't handle

Made it out the dirt like shaking out the sandle

Was little money now the money come ample

Built this shit alone, nah I built it with my mans tho

Brick by brick like motherfucking Legos

My lil niggas getting money they don't play-dough

Was underground where they wanted me to stay

But I spun that shit around like DJ tables

Whole team eat, used to nothing on the table

Beep beep get the fuck up out my way yo

I be that nigga making banger after bango

Got the whole damn team yelling ayee

I'm stackin' whip automatic

Cruisin with a bitch she the baddest

You worried 'bout shit that don't matter

Imma run this shit 'til the wrist with a patek

Imma run it up Imma run it up up

Flip switch end of ya

Imma take a lift that ain't indica

Wit a bad bitch her name India

These days I'm burning up like a matchbook

I be leaving the scene and all you seeing is mad soot

Behind my back I know they giving me mad looks

Won't get distracted a magnet to this macbook

Hard to catch I'm on jets you staying your ass put

Catchin cases need a shelf for them fat books

I don't fight evenly frequently have that ass cooked

Try to compete with me, listen bro that's a bad look

Try to pretend they learned how to be men

I'm sure enough I aint perfect but certain I'll make these ends

Disrespecting women like they wasn't fucking birthed from 'em

Humble yourself just maybe then you can learn from 'em

Birkin or Louis V, deserve it I'll get you these

My woman be looking perfect on purpose that's heavenly

Best way to get laid, throw on Forty Degrees

Best way to get paid, bury your enemies like

I'm stackin' whip automatic

Cruisin with a bitch she the baddest

You worried 'bout shit that don't matter

Imma run this shit 'til the wrist with a patek

Imma run it up Imma run it up up

Flip switch end of ya

Imma take a lift that ain't indica

Wit a bad bitch her name India