Stackin - 8Er$, Crichy Crich

It’s Crichy Crich, biatch

Grrah

Pa pa pa pow

Woo

We fuck it up

Right now

Rah, rah

It ain’t over till it’s done

Track banging like a shooter when they empty out the drum

All the cities that we run

We been drinking till we drown but we fucking up the club

All the groupies in the line now

All the labels been asking us to sign now

I been sipping till I’m faded out my mind now

Everything I ever wanted is all mine now, woo!

You can love it, you can hate it, but never can stop my grind

24/7, got it, go get it, what’s on my mind

I cannot fuck with these people wasting my time

Talking 'bout how they be balling but all of it’s just a lie

From LA out to France, I’m stacking up all these bands

And filling up all my pockets, I gotta pull up my pants

I been smoking till I’m choking, until I can’t even stand

All this paper I’ve been getting got me feeling like a man