Stack Chips
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๐ Lyrics
You got it?
I got that too
I got my stacks up
I hate to brag, but damn I'm hot
Tell the world that I'm back on top
Yes it's me and that Diablo drop
I'm doing deals, 750 a wop
Close the club yo I got it on stop
Yo my D3 piece with canary rocks
Damn, yo, your boy on heavy rotation
Rampage dog I'm heavy caking
To the sweets I'm baking, CEO in the making
I know killers that'll leave you stinking
The lieutenant so you know my ranking
Quarter mil' the last deal so you know what I'm banking
I'm coming through now the whole world shaking
All the drama and the madness and the bullshit, you can have it
This is what I do, constantly stay on my grind
This is what I do and stack chips a mil' at a time
For all the haters that be hating and the fakers that be faking
This is what I do, constantly stay on my grind
This is what I do and stack chips a mil' at a time
Rampage, I'm boss of all boss
Y'all just mad 'cause I got the force
Shorties get excited, wanna take off their drawers
They see how I do when I move with my boys
More money, push big toys
Down in Miami, out in St. Croix
I do what I do, I'm not no decoy
I'm on a mission, let me fill my void
I clap first, I will destroy
Cutting niggas down like rap hits in Troy
They feel the kid, New York to Illinois
I'm a problem to the game that you can't avoid
All the drama and the madness and the bullshit, you can have it
This is what I do, constantly stay on my grind
This is what I do and stack chips a mil' at a time
For all the haters that be hating and the fakers that be faking
This is what I do, constantly stay on my grind
This is what I do and stack chips a mil' at a time
Pick your face up from the floor
The word on the block is I got that raw
The Brooklyn boy with the suicide doors
Copping bricks out of laundromat stores
Catalog like 2Pac Shakur
Carry trey-eights, TEC-9s, four-fours
On the ave I got you on pause
My ammunition is much bigger than yours
Learned my street hustle when I was rolling with George
You live by the guns, you die by the swords
Never snitch on your homie, the bummy-ass broads
To the cats in the circle who's doing all the fraud
All the drama and the madness and the bullshit, you can have it
This is what I do, constantly stay on my grind
This is what I do and stack chips a mil' at a time
For all the haters that be hating and the fakers that be faking
This is what I do, constantly stay on my grind
This is what I do and stack chips a mil' at a time
I got that too
I got my stacks up
I hate to brag, but damn I'm hot
Tell the world that I'm back on top
Yes it's me and that Diablo drop
I'm doing deals, 750 a wop
Close the club yo I got it on stop
Yo my D3 piece with canary rocks
Damn, yo, your boy on heavy rotation
Rampage dog I'm heavy caking
To the sweets I'm baking, CEO in the making
I know killers that'll leave you stinking
The lieutenant so you know my ranking
Quarter mil' the last deal so you know what I'm banking
I'm coming through now the whole world shaking
All the drama and the madness and the bullshit, you can have it
This is what I do, constantly stay on my grind
This is what I do and stack chips a mil' at a time
For all the haters that be hating and the fakers that be faking
This is what I do, constantly stay on my grind
This is what I do and stack chips a mil' at a time
Rampage, I'm boss of all boss
Y'all just mad 'cause I got the force
Shorties get excited, wanna take off their drawers
They see how I do when I move with my boys
More money, push big toys
Down in Miami, out in St. Croix
I do what I do, I'm not no decoy
I'm on a mission, let me fill my void
I clap first, I will destroy
Cutting niggas down like rap hits in Troy
They feel the kid, New York to Illinois
I'm a problem to the game that you can't avoid
All the drama and the madness and the bullshit, you can have it
This is what I do, constantly stay on my grind
This is what I do and stack chips a mil' at a time
For all the haters that be hating and the fakers that be faking
This is what I do, constantly stay on my grind
This is what I do and stack chips a mil' at a time
Pick your face up from the floor
The word on the block is I got that raw
The Brooklyn boy with the suicide doors
Copping bricks out of laundromat stores
Catalog like 2Pac Shakur
Carry trey-eights, TEC-9s, four-fours
On the ave I got you on pause
My ammunition is much bigger than yours
Learned my street hustle when I was rolling with George
You live by the guns, you die by the swords
Never snitch on your homie, the bummy-ass broads
To the cats in the circle who's doing all the fraud
All the drama and the madness and the bullshit, you can have it
This is what I do, constantly stay on my grind
This is what I do and stack chips a mil' at a time
For all the haters that be hating and the fakers that be faking
This is what I do, constantly stay on my grind
This is what I do and stack chips a mil' at a time