Prod. dentist II

Hook:
Run it up
Stack it up

Verse 1 - $apphire:

Runnin to the bands like 
I ain’t finna stop til I get a milli
I’m gonna ride in a foreign
Drop top lil nigga I know you can see me
These niggas ain’t worth shit
They can’t understand shit, no they don’t feel me
Smoking on that good pack
Nigga Im high asf yes thats the real me
Do you feel me
Can u hear me
Uh
Lmk if you want that smoke 
Cuz nigga it’s up like a chimney 
Damn 
Yo shawty she wanna get freaky 
Yeah lil nigga he wanna just be me
Water on my neck these vvs

Verse 2 - Straight A:

Run it up
Stack it up

Stack it up to the ceiling
Bitch, you don’t know what I’m feeling
I know I ain’t dreaming
When I mob, yes, I am Cleaning
That’s Something that you ain’t Seeing
You know that I stay winnin

I’m dirty bastard
Gotta Count my bread faster
Bitch get on her knees
Better pray to god
I am the pastor

Got my drip, Aquafina
Double cup, yes, I’m a leaner
From the west side, that’s where i reside
Making stacks, yeah, Ima try
Do or die, that’s not a lie
Bitch I wouldn’t worry
Imma see u on the other side

Verse 3 - Straight A:
Puffing clouds, Smoking opps
keep on flowing
I don’t drop
What should I cop?
Get the Bentley or the Rari
cannot stop
Money mindset, All the time
All I’m spitting are my rhymes
Can’t do the time, I’m always on the move
I’m at the bottom,  got nuntin to prove
what’s there to lose? A dangerous man
I’m saying these words as fast I can
I live in the moment, I do what I want
Repeating my words, not one to Mach
back to the hook cuz that shit was hard
One of these days we gonna live large
Houses and cars, that is the wish
Worry bout nothing, keep stacking yo chips

$TACK IT UP ( ft. $apphire) Prod. dentist II

Straight A