Stack It Up

[Intro]
Truckload shit, beep
Cinco, cinco
Truckload shit foreal
Cinco, Cinco
Yung Mal and Lil Quill
In this bitch too

[Chorus: TLE Cinco]
Came from the dirty
Bitch I'm talkin' hamper (Hamper)
Young nigga chain fit like a pamper
Throw salt on my name
But lil' buddy a random (Lil' buddy)
His hoes watchin' me like a channel
Fresh as fuck, bitch watch me pose
For the camera, bankrolls on me
She gon' go, 'cause I'm handsome
I'm sippin' good activist, lean with phantom
Two bitches one me, bitch I feel like
I'm Manimal, got this shit myself
I ain't ask for none, mama was poor
Had to stack it up, whole truckload
Bih come back it up, whole damn pound
Ain't gon' back it up, when it come to the streets
Got my bachelor, Glock on my hip
Flip his ass like a spatula, these bloody shoes
Bitch I feel like I'm Dracula, they don't want
No smoke, these fuck niggas
Got abstinence (Smoke)

[Verse: TLE Cinco]
They don't want no smoke, man these niggas
Got abstinence, most of these niggas (Smoke)
Some characters, pop up
With Truckload, lil' bitch we
Embarrass ya', I'm fly as fuck
Like a parachute, ain't goin' to sleep
Gotta catch me a play (Play)
Skin a nigga like a fade, hunnid' round
Bih we got choppas for days
He a lame and I'm gon' put the cash
In his face, [?] they say "I'm a animal"
I'm high as fuck like a baluster (High as fuck)
Bitch I ain't got shit but a check
On my counter, drip on bitch all the way (Bitch)
To the maximum, runnin' a foreign
Remember the Maxima? I'm taking
[?] I only take half of it
Slap me a fuck nigga, just for the
Laugh of it, say "he got pounds"
Shut the fuck up, the cap of it (Bitch)

[Chorus: TLE Cinco]
Came from the dirty
Bitch I'm talkin' hamper (Hamper)
Young nigga chain fit like a pamper
Throw salt on my name
But lil' buddy a random (Lil' buddy)
His hoes watchin' me like a channel
Fresh as fuck, bitch watch me pose
For the camera, bankrolls on me
She gon' go, 'cause I'm handsome
I'm sippin' good activist, lean with phantom
Two bitches one me, bitch I feel like
I'm Manimal, got this shit myself
I ain't ask for none, mama was poor
Had to stack it up, whole truckload
Bih come back it up, whole damn pound
Ain't gon' back it up, when it come to the streets
Got my bachelor, Glock on my hip
Flip his ass like a spatula, these bloody shoes
Bitch I feel like I'm Dracula, they don't want
No smoke, these fuck niggas
Got abstinence (Smoke)

[Verse: Yung Mal]
They don't want no smoke
We take them straps to the show
We just might pull up in foreigns
We back to back backin' the row
Damn, my neck froze, bustdown on my wrist
Cost a leg and a elbow, trappin'
At the corner store, now I count up
[?] it's woah, if I hit it
Then the gang hit it, you know we be
Drillin' these hoes, my son, he four years old
Got a [?], my lawyer he don't let up
He fight it 'till the case get closed
[?] cold, froze, young nigga
Came a long way from the dope hold
Two seventeens on six, one five count
A roll, [?]

[Chorus: TLE Cinco]
Came from the dirty
Bitch I'm talkin' hamper (Hamper)
Young nigga chain fit like a pamper
Throw salt on my name
But lil' buddy a random (Lil' buddy)
His hoes watchin' me like a channel
Fresh as fuck, bitch watch me pose
For the camera, bankrolls on me
She gon' go, 'cause I'm handsome
I'm sippin' good activist, lean with phantom
Two bitches one me, bitch I feel like
I'm Manimal, got this shit myself
I ain't ask for none, mama was poor
Had to stack it up, whole truckload
Bih come back it up, whole damn pound
Ain't gon' back it up, when it come to the streets
Got my bachelor, Glock on my hip
Flip his ass like a spatula, these bloody shoes
Bitch I feel like I'm Dracula, they don't want
No smoke, these fuck niggas
Got abstinence (Smoke)

[Verse: Lil Quill]
Shoes on my feet
Christian Louboutin, hit the lil'
Bitch from the back then I'm
Through with it, bustdown on my wrist
Like refrigerate, shooters behind me
Keep up, they belligerent
Back then, I was peelin' shit
Now I get inside the booth
And I'm killin' shit, bad bitch
Fat ass, [?] talk to the sky
I'ma settle it, havin' more cap
Than a president, got yo' bitch
On top of me and she pedalin'
Stay away from them niggas
Irrelevant, bustdown on my wrist
It cost more than yo' settlement
Cash, yeah we havin' that, we did not
Come through the front, we came through the back
Bags, we got all of that
Nigga talk shit, we gon' pull up
And double back

[Chorus: TLE Cinco]
Came from the dirty
Bitch I'm talkin' hamper (Hamper)
Young nigga chain fit like a pamper
Throw salt on my name
But lil' buddy a random (Lil' buddy)
His hoes watchin' me like a channel
Fresh as fuck, bitch watch me pose
For the camera, bankrolls on me
She gon' go, 'cause I'm handsome
I'm sippin' good activist, lean with phantom
Two bitches one me, bitch I feel like
I'm Manimal, got this shit myself
I ain't ask for none, mama was poor
Had to stack it up, whole truckload
Bih come back it up, whole damn pound
Ain't gon' back it up, when it come to the streets
Got my bachelor, Glock on my hip
Flip his ass like a spatula, these bloody shoes
Bitch I feel like I'm Dracula, they don't want
No smoke, these fuck niggas
Got abstinence (Smoke)