‎keep it a stack

[Intro]
(Zaytona luh' bitch)

[Pre-Chorus]
Run down with my homies
Tell ya' boyfriend come find me
When I'm off the drugs I'm a mummy
Better have cash tryna sign me
She like, "I love it when you inside me"

[Chorus]
We got hella sticks inna' back
No shells and cheese but I got the mac
I'm in the front, bro in the back
Turn my shit on, they say it slap
Forgot my gun, that boy get slapped
Down bad, had to run up a sack
In love wit' hoes, gotta keep it a stack

[Bridge]
I wish a nigga would take my shit
Them trollin' niggas say they hate my shit now
Ain't got a way, I'ma make that shit
That Glock-30 make 'em shake that shit
I'm in here speedin', I'll lane switch now
She get my heart and start breakin' shit now
I see a chance, I'ma take that shit now
If he want plans then make that shit now
Oh, he want smoke? Then say that shit now
You not no Crip, don't claim that shit now
Beat his ass, better take that shit now
These niggas, they mad 'cause I'm gettin' rich now
See a nigga goin' up, they on my dick now
Like, what you want? Finna hit some licks now
Finna hit the mall and cop a fit now

[Verse]
I know they want smoke with me
Bullets, they gon' come for me
Yo' bitch, she on go for me
I feel just like Jodeci
Like, didn't nobody notice me
Now they tryna smoke with me
Now they tryna chill with me
Wonder if they would kill for me
Is you tryna hit the hills for me?
My bro used to drug deal with me
I told her, "please be real with me"
"Would you really kill for me?"
"Shawty, would you slide?"
"What would you do if I had died?"
"Would you be alright?"
"Please don't tell me lies"
I'm in the streets all night, tryna get shit right
They told me life a gamble, fuck boy, roll that dice
And she say that I'm mean, bitch, I'm not supposed to be nice
She gon' want me back when my neck covered in ice
All these bitches in my hair, I'm not tryna get some lice
I'ma pull that choppa' out 'cause I'm not tryna fight
It's still R.I.P. my bro, why the fuck you had to die
Tryna figure out my sauce, this shit really a piece of pie

[Pre-Chorus]
Run down with my homies
Tell ya' boyfriend come find me
When I'm off the drugs I'm a mummy
Better have cash tryna sign me
She like, "I love it when you inside me"

[Chorus]
We got hella sticks inna' back
No shells and cheese but I got the mac
I'm in the front, bro in the back
Turn my shit on, they say it slap
Forgot my gun, that boy get slapped
Down bad, had to run up a sack
In love wit' hoes, gotta keep it a stack