[Verse]
Riding through the town with my seat back
Rolling blunts on alert for the dispatch
12 bitch you can miss with the chit chat
Memphis man n***a plotting ways to make a bitch stack
N***as spend 20 bands like that’s stacks
See a real hustler stack stacks n***a that’s facts
So you ever try to fuck me like Kat Stacks
Imma have to break your ass in half like a Kit-Kat
Make a move that's a bad move
Cause when i move imma swing like I’m Tom Cruise
White fist super punch to your torso
Have you like, "why the fuck did I try you"
Like a genie in a bottle grant your deathwish
Mean mugging bitch your ass ain't scarin' shit
And im still flipping money like vegas pimp
Memphis boy coming through like the president
Hell na i ain't sayin when my pocket broke
I go insane plottin' heavy when the money low
I mean shit what do you expect me to do?
Jus lay around broke as hell with no damn food?
If you knew all my thoughts you would need to snooze
Cause shit mane when i lose imma still improve
Imma east memphis rebel with an attitude
Very hard in your stomach yes im hurting you
This real shit please dont make me hit the killswitch
When high as fuck im more easy to deal with
When sober im more likely to snap quick
Don Corleone yeah I'm on some mob shit
Talk like a billionare dress like im homeless
Notice how i dont lose my focus
But focus on the wrong shit and wind up broke with no bitch looking stressed out and lonely
Oh shit
How many licks does it take
Before a n***a has keys to my own place
Own place where i could kick my feet up
Loaf hard smoke weed with your bitch all day
Bet If you had one wish to get your bitch back
Bet you'd use your one wish to get your bitch back
Give me one wish i'mma wish for a backpack
Filled with unlimited stacks can you picture that, pussy