Stfu (Stackin' the Funds Up)

I told all my bros
No more being broke
Put that on my soul
They don’t want heat he froze
Cup smell like cotton candy
New whip and a new damsel
New crib that’s the new standard
Niggas hated man they couldn’t stand it
Young niggas stacking the funds up
Young niggas stacking the funds up
Young niggas stacking the funds up
Young niggas stacking the funds up
(Verse) Infin8
I maneuver with the left wrist
Right hand on her kitty
Niggas been running like leftwich
Man I just been running my city
Woke up to a missed call
If it ain’t money then I let it ring
Know what to do when when you hear a beep
I hear the «fffffffffftttttt» before I hear the beep
Man I could do this shit here in my sleep
Infin8 never industry
Infin8 catch me in the streets
My side piece Greek like Hercules
Gang ganging with my woes
Terrell Owens with the pose
You spent ya whole check on ya fit
And only got love from ya bros
Remember all the days I dreamed of days like this
Days I wouldn’t stress to pay the rent
Had so many blues felt like a crip
Now I’m treating stages like a VIP
Pray I never fall or never slip
Try to save my dawgs from getting Vicked
Looking to the cosmos for a wish
Time’ll turn ya wonder where it is
Mmm
I need the tesla in black Mmm
And that bitch better be matte Mmm
She glad its driving itself Mmm
So she can get blown out in traffic
Mmm
I need the tesla in black Mmm
And that bitch better be matte Mmm
She glad its driving itself Mmm
So she can get blown out in traffic Mmm
Hook (J. Reid)
I told all my bros
No more being broke
Put that on my soul
They don’t want heat he froze
Cup smell like cotton candy
New whip and a new damsel
New crib that’s the new standard
Niggas hated man they couldn’t stand it
Young niggas stacking the funds up
Young niggas stacking the funds up
Young niggas stacking the funds up
Young niggas stacking the funds up