StaX

[Verse 1: Nyora Spouse]
Tell me what's up, tell me what's good
Dressed in all black as I fly through your hood
Got your hoe on my wood, I won't fuck but I could
Stackin' paper like books, in the streets with these cooks
I'm sparing for thots, you sounding so dumb
Still smoking this loud and my face feelin' numb
I'm counting my money, sucking like a thumb
Squadding with [?], ride with MAC by your bum
Smoked out, and I'm off the Xan, tra-trap house, center band
Young and rich at fuckin' glance, tell your bitch I'm not her man
I'm richer than you, watch me slide in the coupe
And I [?] on my shoe, shawty flashing her boobs
I'm plottin, I'm movin', I make my false [?]
I'm high and I move, bitch, I make my [?]
All this fucking money, smoking all this fuckin' dope
All these fucking honeys sucking 'till they fuckin' choke
Hottеr than the sun, still smoking weed, just watch me float
She bump that Nyora Spousе, said my vocals make her soaked

[Hook: AleXander Grand]
All this fuckin' cash, that you know we stack
Spending all this money, but we get it back
All this fuckin' cash, that you know we stack
Just a grimy nigga, don't know how to act

[Verse 2: AleXander Grand]
I'm a grimy nigga, I'm a [?] nigga
Might pull up deep and just [?] a nigga
Violent nigga, we don't need no triggers
Dropping on the low, might stomp a nigga
Y'all niggas thinking I'm playing, I need F.P.S. on my chain
I need to get this shit started, mane, cause F.P.S. never change
I'm a real nigga, yeah I'm A.G
Yeah, I never let these hoes play me
Told these niggas they could fake me
If they got a problem, then let's see
Lately, I been [?], counting bread like a bakery
So they hate me, I don't know why
Just stack my money up to the sky

[Hook: AleXander Grand]
All this fuckin' cash, that you know we stack
Spending all this money, but we get it back
All this fuckin' cash, that you know we stack
Just a grimy nigga, don't know how to act