Stack Or Starve (feat. Cue Trap-A-Lot)
Rob Da Dog
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Yea Aye Dog shit raw shit nigga Serve a lot entertainment what ya slanging Aye chain swinging Aye you betta get yours ima get me Aye hustle hard stack or starve know how shit be And I made ten thousand strong that was this week Hoe im a big dog bitch you thought I was a pipsqueak Lil bitch please I'm a certified money stacker And please don't tell me bout your ex he aint no fuckin trapper I just be sitting thinking about ways to get that money faster Finna ball out and turn up on you ugly bastards Wait til the summer though Two percocets I took a double dose My prices bouncing up and down they say stop jumping rope I made four bands turned on the tv and got comfortable Said f*ck a bitch cause bitches come and go Plant seeds and let that money grow aye Dinner plate around my neck naw these aint lunchables I pull up on my plug with money rolls but he'll front the dope My car parked right in front the bungalow Get served in front the door Hit Roswell pull up on my country hoe and tell her touch her toes I spent five thousand at crescent then spent a hundred more On percocets im itching and sweating guess what I love it though And you fell into depression cause you was loving hoes You fell off and ya money slow broke ass nigga Aye you betta get yours ima get me Aye hustle hard stack or starve know how shit be And I made ten thousand strong that was this week Hoe im a big dog bitch you thought I was a pipsqueak Lil bitch please I'm a certified money stacker And please don't tell me bout your ex he aint no fuckin trapper I just be sitting thinking about ways to get that money faster Finna ball out and turn up on you ugly bastards Wait til the summer though They be asking all these questions but its something I aint knew about Cash app think they did something they don't know nothing about my new account When im on the Southside catching plays I got my toolie out Say he on the east and need like three so now im Truman bound Niggas scared to get rich in my city what its really about My trap done got convenient I got custies coming in and out We was skipping school and catching plays in front of Daniel house Now for me to leave my side of town you need to buy an ounce Probably jugging in your lady car Eight inside a mason jar Niggas doin what I do but they aint never go this hard Catch a play on Mall Boulevard Southside what I do it for Eleven for the p im like aye big bruh let me get two of those Aye you betta get yours ima get me Aye hustle hard stack or starve know how shit be And I made ten thousand strong that was this week Hoe im a big dog bitch you thought I was a pipsqueak Lil bitch please I'm a certified money stacker And please don't tell me bout your ex he aint no fuckin trapper I just be sitting thinking about ways to get that money faster Finna ball out and turn up on you ugly bastards Wait til the summer though
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Written by: Devonte Cuevas, Robert Coleman
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