Hella Stax Songtext
von Flight
Hella Stax Songtext
Stacks on stacks, cash on cash
Stacks on deck
FTC, you know how I be
Stacks on deck
I′ma get her wet, I'ma run a check, she gon′ drop that neck
That's a bet, bet, bet
I'ma hit it from the front, I′ma hit it from the back
I′ma make that ass clap, clap
I just want the chicken, I just want the cash
Make her throw it back for the stacks, stacks, stacks
Niggas always hatin', go and get a bag, throw that fuckin′ cash
Throw it right back, back
Stacks on stacks, racks on racks and the cash
Hella stacks, stacks, stacks
Do a split for the check, is her pussy soakin' wet?
Will you let a nigga test, test?
Wake up in the morning, go and run a check, spend a little bread
Then I get racks, racks
Yeah, I disrespect ′cause I'm next, watch me do my step then I flex
My fit′s three stacks motherfucker, get your bands up
Nigga, I'm a king, FTC, better stand up (Flight Team stand up)
You's a funny circus nigga, you should do stand up
Polo with the Robins, Gucci hat and them spaceships
Get up out my section, who is he? Fuck a random
Don′t even follow, but always watchin′, you's a fan, huh
See you fell off, gotta make an OnlyFans, huh
Go and get your bands, what you mean? What you sayin′, bruh?
Why you in my comments talkin' tough? You′s a fan, bruh
Niggas never want the smoke, go and get the fan, bruh
She gon' choose a nigga ′cause I'm rich, young and handsome
And I'll spoil her rotten if she sucks good banana
Stacks on deck
I′ma get her wet, I′ma run a check, she gon' drop that neck
That′s a bet, bet, bet
I'ma hit it from the front, I′ma hit it from the back
I'ma make that ass clap, clap
I just want the chicken, I just want the cash
Make her throw it back for the stacks, stacks, stacks
Niggas always hatin′, go and get a bag, throw that fuckin' cash
Throw it right back, back
Stacks on stacks, racks on racks and the cash
Hella stacks, stacks, stacks
Do a split for the check, is her pussy soakin' wet?
Will you let a nigga test, test?
Wake up in the morning, go and run a check, spend a little bread
Then I get racks, racks
Yeah, I disrespect ′cause I′m next, watch me do my step then I flex
FTC
Stacks on deck
FTC, you know how I be
Stacks on deck
I′ma get her wet, I'ma run a check, she gon′ drop that neck
That's a bet, bet, bet
I'ma hit it from the front, I′ma hit it from the back
I′ma make that ass clap, clap
I just want the chicken, I just want the cash
Make her throw it back for the stacks, stacks, stacks
Niggas always hatin', go and get a bag, throw that fuckin′ cash
Throw it right back, back
Stacks on stacks, racks on racks and the cash
Hella stacks, stacks, stacks
Do a split for the check, is her pussy soakin' wet?
Will you let a nigga test, test?
Wake up in the morning, go and run a check, spend a little bread
Then I get racks, racks
Yeah, I disrespect ′cause I'm next, watch me do my step then I flex
My fit′s three stacks motherfucker, get your bands up
Nigga, I'm a king, FTC, better stand up (Flight Team stand up)
You's a funny circus nigga, you should do stand up
Polo with the Robins, Gucci hat and them spaceships
Get up out my section, who is he? Fuck a random
Don′t even follow, but always watchin′, you's a fan, huh
See you fell off, gotta make an OnlyFans, huh
Go and get your bands, what you mean? What you sayin′, bruh?
Why you in my comments talkin' tough? You′s a fan, bruh
Niggas never want the smoke, go and get the fan, bruh
She gon' choose a nigga ′cause I'm rich, young and handsome
And I'll spoil her rotten if she sucks good banana
Stacks on deck
I′ma get her wet, I′ma run a check, she gon' drop that neck
That′s a bet, bet, bet
I'ma hit it from the front, I′ma hit it from the back
I'ma make that ass clap, clap
I just want the chicken, I just want the cash
Make her throw it back for the stacks, stacks, stacks
Niggas always hatin′, go and get a bag, throw that fuckin' cash
Throw it right back, back
Stacks on stacks, racks on racks and the cash
Hella stacks, stacks, stacks
Do a split for the check, is her pussy soakin' wet?
Will you let a nigga test, test?
Wake up in the morning, go and run a check, spend a little bread
Then I get racks, racks
Yeah, I disrespect ′cause I′m next, watch me do my step then I flex
FTC
Writer(s): Dimitrius Lynch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

