run outa time(runnin in lines) Prod. RANSOM

Ima stack that money 
Ima stack that money, baby that’s for show
I got plenty of bitches. I got plenty hoes.
Why you talking about money? 
Pussy boy you broke 
I get the money. I’m running it up.
I’m sipping muddy it’s fucking me up
Hop out the big body sluts in the truck
I’m tryna fuck like baby what’s up?
You ain’t got money just stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop
You ain’t got money boy stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop

Racks on racks on rack on racks on rack on racks on racks on racks on
I hit that bitch from the motherfucking back
She’s screaming my name when I get up in that
Rock that shit is black on black
Pussy Don’t you talk like that
Like that bitch that ass real fat
Baby girl, I’m trying to get up in that
Bitch, I’m with the five star
Driving in that fast car
Geekin off that wockhardt
Leave him red light pasta
Ooo she’s such a baby goo goo ga ga 
I love Sippin drop yeah that’s muddy drop
Why you talk like that? 
Cmon not like that 
Why you talk like that? 

Ima stack that money 
Ima stack that money, baby that’s for show
I got plenty of bitches. I got plenty hoes.
Why you talking about money? 
Pussy boy you broke 
I get the money. I’m running it up.
I’m sipping muddy it’s fucking me up
Hop out the big body sluts in the truck
I’m tryna fuck like baby what’s up?
You ain’t got money just stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop
You ain’t got money boy stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop

Bitch, I got money in my pockets know you need that
All these hoes pocket watching all you fuckers phening
All you fuckers phening 
As a kid
As a kid, this was my dream 
And they all told me to keep dreaming
Now I’m doubling their funds
Bitch, I’m one of onr and all these pussies they my sons 
All these boys don’t like me
They could never be zvch 
All these hoes gonna hype me
Just to get a follow back

Ima stack that money 
Ima stack that money, baby that’s for show
I got plenty of bitches. I got plenty hoes.
Why you talking about money? 
Pussy boy you broke 
I get the money. I’m running it up.
I’m sipping muddy it’s fucking me up
Hop out the big body sluts in the truck
I’m tryna fuck like baby what’s up?
You ain’t got money just stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop
You ain’t got money boy stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop

STACKDATMONEY (feat. zvch) prod. NXRTH

lyric vid: 
https://youtu.be/xs0OinhQ49A?si=YMeK6Gt9f5YNDgL- 

lyrics :
(need to pay with cash, check, or debit. no credit)
My glocky moaning sex sounds 
I only spend big bills now
If your angry speak up now 
We locked in like gang ties babe
If the moon falls down today 
I forgive all the past pain 
V-Vampire rituals, Wear pretty gowns
V-Vampire rituals, Wear pretty crowns 

I popped this bitch outside
and told her I was never playing 
But these bitches don’t take me
Serious now she just laying there 
and I be like I got that switch on me 
not talking bout Nintendo 
I be at the Homie crib 
We doing colorful blow
If I need some more
I just go pop up at the bando 
I only take that shit 
if it’s fresh off the brick tho 
I don’t wanna talk to you 
if stuck in the k hole
Bitches b so mad surpass them
I’m like check mate
I inpisre you 
but you still claim you hate me 
Acting like a fiend 
talking bout can I vape here 
I don’t have no guy cause it lonely 
when your top tier 
Rather have the sun burn eyes 
I don’t wanna see your face clear 
When I piss you know that is shit clear 
I blocked his ass 
so now he knows it’s real 
see the homeless so I shed a tear
(See the homeless so I shed a tear)
To the moon to the sky 
When he near he get shy 
suck his blood now he mine 
He a 10 but he lies 
Left over coke lines 
Cali bitches be blind
I don’t wanna be friends
I just wanted some lines 
If you needa reach me
Use these magic jelly beans 
Only reappearing 
if that shit makes sense to me 
Are you losing hearing
cuz you never really listening
Ne-never really listening 
Ne-never really listening
To the moon to the sky 
To the moon to the sky 
To the moon to the sky

You Know My Swag, Not My Story (out on all plats)

production by marcusbasquiat

this a high quality film right

i get high alone, get high by myself
yeah, its just me and i, i need no one else
baby where'd you go when i needed help?
baby tell me bout it, you aint been yourself
tell me pretty lies, tell me pretty things
even if its lies, tell me anyway
you driving me crazy, drive me insane
i cant feel my body, bitch im on that pain

yeah, its a different day
its the same thing, just a different day
yeah get that hoe gone, get up out my space
yeah this ho like my songs, told her get away
they think im just talking on these songs, but i need help
ive been moody, tryna sober up now my friends gone
kinda feels like they left me here yeah, all by myself
now im sitting here wonderin why you did me dead wrong
dead wrong, aye, why you did me that wrong

i get high alone, get high by myself
yeah, its just me and i, i need no one else
baby where'd you go when i needed help?
baby tell me bout it, you aint been yourself
tell me pretty lies, tell me pretty things
even if its lies, tell me anyway
you driving me crazy, drive me insane
i cant feel my body, bitch im on that pain

pretty things

say that「kutorinota」

told him this ain’t what u want 
lil bitch this ain’t what u want 
i take too many drugs that they don’t know which one i’m on
i got so many bitches but it’s no ho that i want 
i got so many drugs on me jus tell me what u want
bitch stop callin my phone i don’t even care bout what u want 
i don’t fw no bitches i got drugs that’s all i want 
that’s all i want 
 i got drugs that all i want 
don’t even care bout what u want 
he keep texting my phone i had to leave that ho on read
i stay sippin too much drink got purple i got red 
i stay geekd off so much drugs jus layin in my bed
huh ima real geeker bitch
double o pour up my triss 
new richie part of my wrist 
ima real tweaker bitch 
ima real flxtra bitch 
come equipped he won’t miss
i shoot n i ball n assist 
u shootin yo shot n u missed 
that bitch is a lame i don’t miss him but ian gon sit here and diss him
ima real geeker bitch 
ima real flxtra bitch
ima real tweeker bitch
double o pour up my triss
frank made dis  part of my wrist 
new richie part of my wrist 
yo shit be wack its skipped 
yo shi be wack u missed
told him this ain’t what u want 
lil bitch this ain’t what u want 
i take too many drugs that they don’t know which one i’m on 
i got so many bitches but it’s no ho that i want 
i got so many drugs on me just tell me what u want 
bitch stop callin my phone i don’t even care bout what u want 
i don’t fw no bitches i got drugs that’s all i want 
that’s all i want
 i got drugs that’s all i want  
i don’t
i don’t care bout what u want.

say that「kutorinota」

stackaroni