T-Fick - #SMOD lyrics

[Intro - Crispy C] Yeah Krispy C in the booth About to open up on some truth Let's get it [Verse 1 - Crispy C] Selling d** Getting stacks Thats a sea of green Setting up a dynasty Call me Lombardi Came up from nothing See me right now My rap enterprise is growing See us on the prowl Roosevelt Records, you know how we prose f** with us, catch us in the 6-1-4 (take it away, man) (Let the track run out, JLo) [Chorus - JLo] Stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks Making packs, packs, packs Making stacks, stacks, stacks Making packs, packs, packs Making stacks, stacks, stacks Making packs, packs, packs Making stacks, stacks Roosevelt [Verse 2 - T-Fick] I used to be like you My name is Apu Put milk on my head Cause I'm a crackhead I got no pride I'm as humble as a Hindu sheep Keep on spitting to that good ol' beat Everyone keeps cheering me on I make so much money on all of my songs I got so much cash I can throw it out I ignore all the homeless people pout But I ain't selfish man I'm more generous than Peter Pan Roosevelt, I like that Fire, I spit that SMOD, I do that (S-M-O-D) (S-M-O-D) (S-M-O-D) [Chorus - JLo] [Verse 3 - Yak3] Big Yak3 Gon' tear it up Roosevelt got squad going up Nobody stopping us We ballin' Yeah, we livin' it up Making money like T-Fick Eating up some bubble gum Rolling green like Wiz Khalifa Except we ain't smoking up Damn straight we turning up Showing up, going hard Leaving the club still going up Got the haters still trying to keep up Not happening, no way Yak3's about to k** the game Them bottles be popping Them tunes they be rocking Them girls they be playing But Yak3 ain't stopping Yak3 keeping it hunnid and up And k**ing the game while squad still going up Yak3 going out with a big bang Time for that next tape (BOW BOW BOW BOW) (My name is Yak3) [Chorus - JLo] x2 [Outro - Big Nig] I'm emotionally dysfunctional