Uh stack it up uh huh yea
Uh round it up uh huh yea
Have u had enough uh huh yea
Gang gone count it up uh huh yea
Huh yeah
I gotta make out some money
Or im just losing my mind
Told you im feelin' too lifted
Don't need to smoke to get high
Don't really care if you feelin' me
You might not get out alive
Told you i'm feelin' too twisted
I just might run out of time
You bet not step on this side
Come this side and im showing you why
One tap to yo body now you see the light
Got sent to yo momma now she traumatized uh
Shark tank bitch they bite ya
Look for your body can't find ya
Takin' a trip to the graveyard
Isn't it nice they invite you
Not with the shit and i get it
Hard pill to swallow that shit is acidic
Comin to close, im not counting my chickens
But like thugger said "business was business"
I dont be cappin like fitted
I might take over the city
If you not here then get with it
You can have it back when im finished
Stack it up
Whole gang yea we gone count it up