break a band
Singer:dreezy
we stackin money to the ceiling
im leaning while im sippin
im ridin in that 2 door coupe
thats yellow like the simpsons
i spend it and i get back
instead of catching feelings
im stuntin hard and my stacks up
whack a bitch if she act up
so all my haters wanna join me
so we bought a pack and we matched up
i be on it like a missionary
split hard like my swisher hairy
all my niggas be training gold
like i picked em outta the military
all of my haters be under the radar
they claiming that life that i really be living
blow me a rello dont blow a capella
we stackin the money thats touching the ceiling
not to brag but im poppin tags
so im paid enough to be choosy
and he give me stupid brain like he smarter than stewie
we stackin money to the ceiling
im leaning while im sippin
im ridin in that 2 door coupe
thats yellow like the simpsons
i spend it and i get back
instead of catching feelings
she brought a friend to get it in
first degree i feel like dreezy
smoke dope out that midget
im cookin and flippin with bro in the kitchen
the way i got bars i should build me a prison
i won't spend a dime on these nothing ass women
and all i think is digits
got me stumblin and trippin
we stackin money to the ceiling
im leaning while im sippin
im ridin in that 2 door coupe
thats yellow like the simpsons
i spend it and i get it back
instead of catching feelings