Verse Rap can't save me, but i could save it Tho i rather get paid then get wasted I dont care about the back in the day sh** Most these rappers out now ain't creative Only thing that matter is if the stage big Is there twitter chitter chatter bout your outfit Are you lit? did you f** another n***as b**h Are you rich? can you hit the booth and make a hit Im just focused on my dreams Hook Ima smoke more weed Go to sleep, wake up repeat Give the streets what they need Then stack stack stack my cheese Stack stack stack my cheese Verse I could do music with ease Then go drink hennesy on south beach You can get wacked for being on fleek So to get some tlc you got to creep Ima creep and i been high all week I been everywhere on my two feet Now im where need to be at my peak And its a good day if i got new beats Hook Verse Stack stack stack my racks Get a strap so i dont get clapped Put my mixtape on your phone app Like flo rida i got the map on my back When you spit straight facts then you snapped I smoked five blunts then i took a nap If i f**ed her then her a** got smacked If i made a song it had the most swag