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Uh-oh, Stack Bundles

Yeah

Valentino the Don

It’s the two comma kid

Shout out to Figures and Far Rockaway, what up?

Love Dinero

'Bout to get ugly in here

The streets are talkin', volume four

That’s right

Feed your lil' cock mouth, fuckers

I hear you bastards, I’m comin' for you

This Stack Bundles here, you ready for me?

I brought the Grits with me, yo

Let’s go

Y’all faggot ass niggas can’t see me

I cop goals by the dozen, ask BJ

I got whores and they cryin' all over me, soundin' like Freeway

Take a whiff, y’all can smell

And when I put it in the bag, it’s gon' give your whole fuckin' block hell

I got bundles, where your dough at?

And the same place I piss from is where the whores gon' blow at

No matter rap or crack, I bubble like Moet

And it’s no coincidence, I’m always where your ho at

While you be prickin' around, I’m gettin' around

Throw a cock in her mouth and dickin' her down

You shit in your hood, I shit on your town

I’m the best kept dog when I’m luggin' a pound

Get your chest wet, shit talkin', think the shit you poppin' smart?

I put more holes in you than shopping cart

The Grits post on the roof and clap niggas the snipe way

Slugs twist thugs and turn your jersey the right way

White gold, gotta be kidding, my dude like gray

You in the wrong division, I’m heavy, you dudes lightweight

Son, I cook the rock so hard, it make the pipe break

Fiends can’t smoke it at once, you need a slight break

Rap niggas makin' you dance and put your hands up

I’m tryna make your paper advance…

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