Cash

[Chorus: Nioxn]
Stack up the money
Like, stack up the bans
Like, stack up the cash (Yuh, ay)
Run up the money
Like, run up the bans
Like, run up the cash (Yuh, ay)
Stack up the money
Like, stack up the bans
Like, stack up the cash (Yuh, ay)
Run up the money
Like, run up the bans
Like, run up the cash (Yuh, ay)

[Verse 1: YNotJunior, Nioxn]
Making the money and stacking it
Making the cash flow
150 and some 30s
What are we making it for?
I feel like a pro
I just signed a deal
Getting that 40 mil' every year
I'm one of a kind
I don't take a twine
Making that money evеry year
Stack up the money
Likе, stack up the bans
Like, stack up the cash (Yuh, ay)
I bought her a bag
She wanted that shit so bad
I know she gon' post it on snap
Who gotta know?
I just be blowing money every year
I don't really care, I don't fear
Look both ways, I commandeer
Move my past, I know how to steer
Living my life every year
Getting that money and stacking it
I hope that my parents get part of it
Ain't gon' spend it on shit they don't need
But what's the point of the money
If money is something that most people need
Ima just live my life with the money to post on my feed
I do this shit by grinding
You can make it as well
Just gotta focus
You gotta know this
Kinda harder for me to tell

[Chorus: Nioxn]
Stack up the money
Like, stack up the bans
Like, stack up the cash (Yuh, ay)
Run up the money
Like, run up the bans
Like, run up the cash (Yuh, ay)
Stack up the money
Like, stack up the bans
Like, stack up the cash (Yuh, ay)
Run up the money
Like, run up the bans
Like, run up the cash (Yuh, ay)

[Verse 2: Nioxn]
They think I'm on xans
They think I'm on xans
Let me pull up a plan (Yuh ay)
Im counting up bans
Im counting up bans
Let me pull up a plan (Yuh ay)
Stack up the money
Like, stack up the bans
Like, stack up the cash (Yuh, ay)
Run up the money
Like, run up the bans
Like, run up the cash (Yuh, ay)
Im in control got the crowd on their feet
Making hits living life elite
Spittin' these bars
Yeah, I'm bringing the heat
Yeah, I'm bringing the heat
You be smoking weed up in the stu'
That ain't my fault
You may trip and bleed, yeah
That ain't my fault
I got some haters
I won't let them bring me down
Im making music
Turning all them frowns around

[Bridge]
Turning all them frowns around
Yuh, ay
Turning all them frowns around
Yuh, ay

[Chorus: Nioxn]
Stack up the money
Like, stack up the bans
Like, stack up the cash (Yuh, ay)
Run up the money
Like, run up the bans
Like, run up the cash (Yuh, ay)
Stack up the money
Like, stack up the bans
Like, stack up the cash (Yuh, ay)
Run up the money
Like, run up the bans
Like, run up the cash (Yuh, ay)

[Outro]
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