mr. stack season - detroit l-o lyrics
[intro]
young hundredaires. detroit l*o
n*ggas tryna turn 100 into 2, 200 into 4
and 4 into more
[hook]
i make the money double, then it triple
my n*ggas rolling up like a cripple
all that talking tough, it don’t fit you
don’t bring no games, cuz i ain’t playing witchu
i make the money double, then it triple
my n*ggas rolling up like a cripple
all that talking tough, it don’t fit you
don’t bring no games, cuz i ain’t playing witchu
[verse 1]
once yo girl got to touch a n*gga, now she walk around with some hard nipples
they say 3 is a magic number, so why not make the money triple
talk sl!ck then them boys will get you
one controller, i ain’t playing with you
all these haters better back back, ain’t no black jack when i say i’ll hit you
stacking up some money for a crib across the border
i be serving n*ggas, can i gon and take your order
she can be a dime, still won’t give the b*tch a quarter
got so many runs, man i need a teleporter
rising to the top, never living my the clock
thought i told you n*ggas that the grind won’t stop
everybody know i got bars on deck
like i sat and wrote the whole tape, sitting on the dock
up in carolina, i be balling like a tar heel
all my n*ggas steady rolling up like a fat n*gga doing cartwheels
if a n*gga try to put a hole in my paper, imma have to punch him in
bouta buy so many bottles, you would think a n*gga bouta gon and turn em in
raw
[hook]
i make the money double, then it triple
my n*ggas rolling up like a cripple
all that talking tough, it don’t fit you
don’t bring no games, cuz i ain’t playing witchu
i make the money double, then it triple
my n*ggas rolling up like a cripple
all that talking tough, it don’t fit you
don’t bring no games, cuz i ain’t playing witchu
[verse 2]
f*ck a chopper, only k’s i tote around is some thousands
got me hash tagging yo b*tch, that let’s you know i be pounding
im a dog but you be hounding
n*gga what has gotten into you
half these rappers act like they too tough for a interview
saying you a artist, but n*ggas ain’t start painting yet
cuz y’all full of games like a nerds entertainment set
check the magazine, n*gga you can watch the bullets jet
hood full of referees how they hit you with the tech
[interlude]
n*ggas still going through they struggles and sh*t or whatever man
you know me man, i can make the money pile up
i’m mr. stack season boy. detroit l*o, live raw die raw gold bottle team b*tch
you know it
[hook]
i make the money double, then it triple
my n*ggas rolling up like a cripple
all that talking tough, it don’t fit you
don’t bring no games, cuz i ain’t playing witchu
i make the money double, then it triple
my n*ggas rolling up like a cripple
all that talking tough, it don’t fit you
don’t bring no games, cuz i ain’t playing witchu
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