"STACKIN ENDS" lyrics
Ramirez & Soulzay Lyrics
(feat. Soulzay)
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Catch me swervin' in a Benz stackin all my ends
If you ain't talkin bout no profits
Then there's no way Rami comprehend
Watch the Daytons spin white wall huggin rims
Pussy niggas pocket watchin under scopic lens
I keep my foot up on the gas when I'm mobbin'
Pick up some bread from stalkin'
Sucka ducka hoe watchin
Pimpin' 'til the day I reach my coffin
You hear me knockin, pickin up on what this playas droppin
Money stackin' up you just beginnin' 'n it's never stoppin'
My time is money so bitch you better be clear
Got dollas bangin' my line so don't you bring me no bullshit
Rami thuggin' n puffin up on a zip
I'm ballin' like Joe Montana comin straight from out the candle stick
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Bitch I ain't your friend all I need is dead presidents
Stackin' every dollar that I get is very evident
I'm only movin' if I'm knowin' money is involved
I'm paper tall so it keeps most of my problems solved
I want it all, I'm high tho Zay could never fall
Underground letters like Lil Flip, that's the way we fall
Me n Rami gettin' to the bag I know they pockets thick
Keeps some packs in my stash, bread yea I'm gettin' plenty
All cash for me hoe I don't do the Zelle
Flip the dirty money clean, stay low as hell
Hustle in my blood not a hatin' bone in my body
Smoke that in my '84 'lac fuck a Bugatti
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Catch me swervin' in a Benz stackin all my ends
If you ain't talkin bout no profits
Then there's no way Rami comprehend
Watch the Daytons spin white wall huggin rims
Pussy niggas pocket watchin under scopic lens
I keep my foot up on the gas when I'm mobbin'
Pick up some bread from stalkin'
Sucka ducka hoe watchin
Pimpin' 'til the day I reach my coffin
You hear me knockin, pickin up on what this playas droppin
Money stackin' up you just beginnin' 'n it's never stoppin'
My time is money so bitch you better be clear
Got dollas bangin' my line so don't you bring me no bullshit
Rami thuggin' n puffin up on a zip
I'm ballin' like Joe Montana comin straight from out the candle stick
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Bitch I ain't your friend all I need is dead presidents
Stackin' every dollar that I get is very evident
I'm only movin' if I'm knowin' money is involved
I'm paper tall so it keeps most of my problems solved
I want it all, I'm high tho Zay could never fall
Underground letters like Lil Flip, that's the way we fall
Me n Rami gettin' to the bag I know they pockets thick
Keeps some packs in my stash, bread yea I'm gettin' plenty
All cash for me hoe I don't do the Zelle
Flip the dirty money clean, stay low as hell
Hustle in my blood not a hatin' bone in my body
Smoke that in my '84 'lac fuck a Bugatti
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