STAKS & FN's ft. FattMack Lyrics

Yea, yea, yea, aye, yea, yea, fatt, aye, aye, aye, fatt, YV, fatt, fatt, fatt, fatt, fatt, fatt

Ooh, that's wavy, sir

I took a pill and I died in my dream

All I want is winning, bitch, baby, my ring

Keep money dunkin' on shit like Kareem

I've been a junkie since I was fifteen

I've been about my money since I was like nine

You might see murder, don't look in my eyes

Bitch, I'm just a flirt, I don't want you I lied

I was so broke, had to sleep in my ride

If I can't bring my Glock 19, I ain't goin

My bitch probably wanna be with me, but I'm Touring

Lil casey go spin on the opps when he bored

Before I take down your bitch, put my Glock in The drawer

I beat up the cat and she told me it's sore

This new ARP, bitch, it came with a sword

You wolfin' at me, what the hell is you doin'

I do everything that you boys can't afford

I do everything that you boys can't afford

Big dreams on my mind tired of whippin them Ford

When I blow up swear to god we whippin them Foreign

I came from the bottom, but you know I'm a sore

I'm fuckin' lil' shawty until I get bored

I just wanna slide just me and the boyz

We play with real guns, you know they ain't toys

We hawkin' them down just for bein' too loud

I'm smokin' the best, ain't no turnin' me down

BM wanna fuck but, you know she ain't mine We started with 5's and we moved to a dime

Fatt tote the Glock 19 and he blowin

I'm buildin' my STAKS and this money keep Growin

I splurged a lil' bit, and went and got me an FN

Addicted to money all I know is finnesin

Always was sellin', I never was testin

I'm stackin' my bands, all I know is get paid

I'm sorry, lil' bitch, but I'm stuck in my ways

No, I won't fuck you, lil' bitch, I was just playin

I'm finna get rich and shoot straight to Japan

You don't rock with gang then you, not on my Time

BM wanna fuck but, you know she ain't mine

We started with 5's and we moved to a dime

Fatt tote the Glock 19 and he blowin

I'm buildin' my STAKS and this money keep growin

I splurged a lil' bit, it went and got me an FN

I don't play with the pussy, these hoes is not Tempting

All I fuck with this Glock, Smith&Wesson, and FN

Everywhere that I go you know I got my Weapon

It's just me and Fatt Mack and you know we be stepping

Yea, bitch, you know I be stepping

She a lil' thot hoe, she wanna go back and forth

I don't wanna play that shit no more

I'm addicted to drugs, keep sippin' that codeine

I'ma pour up, double cup one more

And I can't buy the scrip if it ain't got a seal

Cause I don't even trust nobody no more

I might pop a pill, just not the feel any of this Shit i been feelin no more

I took a pill and I died in my dream

All I want is winning, bitch, baby, my ring

Keep money dunkin' on shit like Kareem

I've been a junkie since I was fifteen

I've been about my money since I was like nine

You might see murder, don't look in my eyes

Bitch, I'm just a flirt, I don't want you I lied

I was so broke, had to sleep in my ride

If I can't bring my Glock 19, I ain't goin

My bitch probably wanna be with me, but I'm Touring

Lil casey go spin on the opps when he bored

Before I take down your bitch, put my Glock in The drawer

I beat up the cat and she told me it's sore

This new ARP, bitch, it came with a sword

You wolfin' at me, what the hell is you doin'

I do everything that you boys can't afford