Chunga - Stacks Lyrics

We flippin packs in the morning
We flippin packs before breafast
And when Im talkin bout that cheese bitch im not talkin chedda
Gotta keep a baretta
Becuz these pussies be lookin
Im not talkin betty crocker when im talkin bout cookin
Bitch we talkin bout dope
I put the weight on the scale
And I aint talkin bout a boat when i say i made a sale
I got that loud for days
And im not talkin bout volume
And if you aint pay up front best believe i wont call you

Stack the chips to the ceiling
Its the f*ckin best feeling
Before rappin made my living out of pure drug dealing
Stack the dope in the closet
Gotta open the hatch
I'd be understating if i said i made a couple stacks

Bitch im down underwater
Swimmin in with the fish
And im not talkin bout a building when im talkin them bricks
All you bitches my sons
Aint pay no child support
F*ck the fame rather do this f*ckin shit for the sport
I got missles and cannons
Like im guarding a castle
Wash all my problems away with some drank and a capsule
I got bitches for days
Weeks months and years
She wanna if you seek amy like my name britney spears
I got that gas in the whip
But i aint talkin sonoco
Got that bag around my drink gotta duck from the popo
If you meet somewhere different
I can tell you a snitch
If you flip on a motherf*cker yous a f*ckin bitch
Im flauntin bricks on a bitch
Because im proud of my dope
I got money to my neck it make a motherf*cker choke
I been hustlin for years
And i just made it back
And i'd be understating if i said i made a couple stacks