Chrystophersen - Stacks Lyrics

Ima whip the stacks up
I'm about to act up
All my niggas bags stuffed
If you with it act up
If You know Benji, hands up
Icy with it, glassed up
Coming with the facts yea
I ain't pressed , relax yea
Eat ya Apple Jacks bruh
You gon' pay me tax, uh
Cause You been gettin' gassed up
Get the body bag uh
Sitting high
Looking low
I'm the f*cking master
Let me get a congregation
I'm a sinning pastor

You would never see me at a red light
My diamonds shining on me like a flash light
Cause none of you niggas I follow
& none of you niggas could follow
I'm only breaking bread with my day ones
& don't be calling me if you ain't one
Cause no new friends the motto
Cause none of you niggas could follow

How's it going nice to meet ya
I think you like me cause I'm sweet, yeah
But please no holding onto me no, uh
Cause I ain't nothing you can keep, no

Ain't gon' be wasting my time
Cause I'm in the front of the line
& You see my name on the signs
You know I stay on my grind
You know I'm crazy bout mine
Cause all of my figures is fine
If you wonder why niggas is mad
It's cause I been stealing they bags

Ima whip the stacks up
I'm a bout to act up
All my niggas bags stuffed
If you with it act up
If You know Benji, hands up
Icy with it, glassed up
Coming with the facts yea
I ain't pressed, relax yea

Only niggas eating with me is the gang
And yeah I got the recipe to make it
I ain't never lallygagging at the bank
Cause your monopoly, Ima take it
On my momma let the commas heal the pain
I ain't got time to play games
Me and you niggas ain't the same
Cause, no new niggas I follow