Son.Wts - Stack It Up (feat. ScienceKid) Lyrics

Stack it up
Rack it up
Come match with us
Sike u can't hang with us
We don't got swag than u got bad taste
Yeah doing the dash that's why u in last place
Flying in the bitch like I'm outer space
I'm the only one who's doing this that's no debate

Okay nigga mad cause I put his girl on cruces
I make the 0s go to 100s
25/8 I stay with the muchices
She look at my swag ik she love it
Hell no bitch can't touch me money
Tell that bitch to go because she acting kinda funny
I step in game people look at me like I'm the final boss or something

Look at me now
Imma cash out
Imma ball out
Shooting 3s right in ur mouth
Bitch you know I'm about
Bag so heavy imma cash cow
Bag so empty I just cash out
Fans looking at me like how
I grind for this it took ah while
Running a race Running a mile

Yeah I jump in the crowd
Balling out no foul
Going through life like this is ah trial
Niggas stop can stop me now

No, niggas cant stop me! No, niggas cant stop me! No, niggas cant stop me! (Yeah)
Niggas cant stop me! Niggas cant stop me! Niggas cant stop me!

Lick me Like a hickey, yeah yeah, I just want the neck bae
I'm Sonny but I got these bitches dripping on a wet day
Hope this bitch I'm with don't see my phone, or what the text say
Save yourself the stress bae, and move on to the next play

You gotta let it go-oh-oh-oh
Elsa, cold as snow-oh-oh-oh
Bag like Santa, Ho Ho Ho Ho
I'm packing up, to go-oh-oh-oh

This, little, Light of Mine
I'm gone, let it, let it, Shine
It must be, some, type of, Sign
I wet it, then she, said it's, Mine!

Dripping sauce, with hella flavors
You ain't on my level, haters
Better take the, elevator
If they salty, pepper spray em

Mother f*ckas act like suckas
When they can't touch ya budget
Feeling Disgusted, but won't even discuss it

I stack it up
I wrap it up
My raps is tough
Spectacular
My hair is rough
Go ahead and laugh it up
I got them haters mad asf
Chase the paper, stack it up