[Verse 1]
Stack money get it how I get
Swagged up, get it how I get
Flow real rhymes tell I'm gone spit
Now I'm on it, people gone front now I'm on it
When I come around b**hes drop it low
You must god damn know
I'm the sh**, b**h take a seat, ride on my dick
Now you must sweat come with me, calorie burning 101 sh**
Damn, I'm the mother f**ing man
Cold as ice, tell em how I froze up
You don't know you really don't know
Blowing up the scene like a marine
Calling shots like air force one, straight mean
While you looking like mister bean
Listening to you is a chose
Go ahead and bore me and count my stacks for me
While I ponder in my mother f**ing glory
[Hook 1]
Stack, stack, stack stack money up
Yo we stacking yo we stacking that good, stacking that good s-s-stacking that good homie
St-stacking that good homie st-stacking that good homie
You know we stacking yo we stacking that good stacking those racks and those stacks so hood”
[Verse 2]
Stacking that money up real high, till it hit the sky
Scaring pa**enger jets as they fly by
You know know know we stacking it up real high
Get it how I get flow it how I flow
Like I blow up with it
Mother f**ers should know I'm the man with it
G's like the g's in my bank, I'm swa*k, while you looking rank
Man I'm stacked, now I'm telling you how to act
Stay strapped with that cash, don't mix and match
New wallet no room for the coins call it shrapnel
No use, going in too hard
Know we got b**hes who gone lie, now we stacked it too high
Yeah we brought it back, what you gone do act wack
I got a crew cranking that, yep they got those stacks
Mother f**ers know that, we got these stacks
[Hook 2]
Stack, stack, stack stack money up
Yo we stacking yo we stacking that good, stacking that good s-s-stacking that good homie
S-stacking that good homie, s-stacking that good homie
You know we stacking yo we stacking that good stacking those racks and those stacks so hood
[Verse 3]
Yo, we got it, we got it like that
Cause I'm talking about those racks and those stacks
Throw em in the air, people gone stare
Man I'm too real
Make it rain on yah, like a fool
Got my ranks up how yah feel
I'm on this, like your b**h on the pill
Now it's time to chill I'm just being real
Here is the deal, get faded and f**ed up like your late uncle Phil
Yeah I am the mother f**ing man
Got you b**h spreading it like jam, and that's my jam
Already know what we doing
No explanations not giving a damn
Got my crew stepping with me, my man
I'm hot like a f**ing frying pan
G's want to fly, you ant got no pa**ports
You flying "Jetstar" But you an't no star
[Hook 3]
Stack, stack, stack stack money up
Yo we stacking yo we stacking that good, stacking that good s-s-stacking that good homie
S-stacking that good homie, s-stacking that good homie
You know we stacking yo we stacking that good stacking those racks and those stacks so hood