Wake up in the morning, 9am, Eastern Standard Time
Rise and shine, time to grind, get that slice of pie
Robbin' hoodas, pumpin' pennies, makin' profits fly
Say goodbye to upper VWAP f*ck it overbuy
Overnight, don't hold that shit overnight
Pre-market next morning, in your pocket take a bite
What the f*ck, I thought stonks only go up
What the f*ck, what the f*ck's a pump and dump
Now I'm hit with something, something called a margin call
I'm in the red, I'm negative and it ain't nothin' small
Blew up my account and then some oops, I lost it all
If I only knew there was someone that I could call
Haikhuu
Feel like Allen Tran, I'm the man, throwin' hella bands
Try to understand, I enter every position with conviction
No predictions, just a vision that I am foldin' cake
It's too late FOMO will not get you paid
I don't barely make it, stackin' it, stacks hit the ceiling fan
I'm readin' data, the data tells me to go all in
Blowin' on loud till the clouds, they start to form a bullish trend
Ballin' cross the land, Chicago, Atlanta, to Japan
Printin' money, showin' noobs how to do it is what I do
Sometime later, I think I'll buy myself Gucci shoes
Y'all can hate it, or maybe all y'all can have it too
Y'all know what to do, hit me up and join Haikhuu
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Wake up in the morning, 9am, Eastern Standard Time
Rise and shine, time to grind, get that slice of pie
Robbin' hoodas, pumpin' pennies, makin' profits fly
Say goodbye to upper VWAP f*ck it overbuy
Overnight, don't hold that shit overnight
Pre-market next morning, in your pocket take a bite
What the f*ck, I thought stonks only go up
What the f*ck, what the f*ck's a pump and dump
Now I'm hit with something, something called a margin call
I'm in the red, I'm negative and it ain't nothin' small
Blew up my account and then some oops, I lost it all
If I only knew there was someone that I could call
Haikhuu
Feel like Allen Tran, I'm the man, throwin' hella bands
Try to understand, I enter every position with conviction
No predictions, just a vision that I am foldin' cake
It's too late FOMO will not get you paid
I don't barely make it, stackin' it, stacks hit the ceiling fan
I'm readin' data, the data tells me to go all in
Blowin' on loud till the clouds, they start to form a bullish trend
Ballin' cross the land, Chicago, Atlanta, to Japan
Printin' money, showin' noobs how to do it is what I do
Sometime later, I think I'll buy myself Gucci shoes
Y'all can hate it, or maybe all y'all can have it too
Y'all know what to do, hit me up and join Haikhuu
Rise and shine, time to grind, get that slice of pie
Robbin' hoodas, pumpin' pennies, makin' profits fly
Say goodbye to upper VWAP f*ck it overbuy
Overnight, don't hold that shit overnight
Pre-market next morning, in your pocket take a bite
What the f*ck, I thought stonks only go up
What the f*ck, what the f*ck's a pump and dump
Now I'm hit with something, something called a margin call
I'm in the red, I'm negative and it ain't nothin' small
Blew up my account and then some oops, I lost it all
If I only knew there was someone that I could call
Haikhuu
Feel like Allen Tran, I'm the man, throwin' hella bands
Try to understand, I enter every position with conviction
No predictions, just a vision that I am foldin' cake
It's too late FOMO will not get you paid
I don't barely make it, stackin' it, stacks hit the ceiling fan
I'm readin' data, the data tells me to go all in
Blowin' on loud till the clouds, they start to form a bullish trend
Ballin' cross the land, Chicago, Atlanta, to Japan
Printin' money, showin' noobs how to do it is what I do
Sometime later, I think I'll buy myself Gucci shoes
Y'all can hate it, or maybe all y'all can have it too
Y'all know what to do, hit me up and join Haikhuu
Writer: Gerald Pitman
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