Stalley - Stall God lyrics

[Hook: Stalley] Car dance in the rain Stones dance in the chain They still hating that’s insane Speak my name put respect on it New coupe put a check on it Rolex put baguettes on it Tell my j**eler put his best on it IF’s no VV’s I s** all RiRis ‘Yonces and Madonnas Stack paper add commas Any drama pop the llama Style god I’m your father Loose sh** on my collar Stack paper add commas Stack paper add commas [Verse 1: Stalley] In the trenches with my riders Sweat pants in my Pradas Ain’t nothing ’bout us modest New shoes on the Tonkas System shaking like maracas Moroccan chick from the projects Kinda ratchet kinda conscious I like my cars like a topless She mix my drink like the doctors Roll my weed in the Fanta Her mouth we like the fountains Ran up a mill and kept counting Threw on my chain and start drowning Ocean stones count eleven Seven-fifty horses revving Holy ghost call the reverend n***as switching like Kevin I’m staying down like Russ Put faith in the callous In God we turst Every night another triple Put your money on us Oh you can get a little paper But you ain’t stacking like us [Hook: Stalley] Car dance in the rain Stones dance in the chain They still hating that’s insane Speak my name put respect on it New coupe put a check on it Rolex put baguettes on it Tell my j**eler put his best on it IF’s no VV’s I s** all RiRis ‘Yonces and Madonnas Stack paper add commas Any drama pop the llama Style god I’m your father Loose sh** on my collar Stack paper add commas Stack paper add commas [Verse 2: Stalley] Comma comma comma million Private jets type of trips I’m on Chinese dish with the Szechuan Blue magic no special wand Water whippin’ till the texture gone Money low you can text my phone Sixteens in the trap Every verse cost a brick My advance a Bugatti Oh my what a life Oyster perpetual movement Know the watch don’t tick Ten K on a fit Four G autos on the Bent Mussan behind the Range Put the foreigns on the strip Turn Lincoln way in the nights b**h Grindin’ ain’t seen my eyelids I done seen every island Drove Chevy drive Italian Know BCG from the dirt Pull strings like a violin I don’t need no one to front me I don’t need no consignment [Hook: Stalley] Car dance in the rain Stones dance in the chain They still hating that’s insane Speak my name put respect on it New coupe put a check on it Rolex put baguettes on it Tell my j**eler put his best on it IF’s no VV’s I s** all RiRis ‘Yonces and Madonnas Stack paper add commas Any drama pop the llama Style god I’m your father Loose sh** on my collar Stack paper add commas Stack paper add commas