Cardo, Larry June, Payroll Giovanni, HBK Kidd - Stacks on Deck lyrics

Ayy, bitch, you already know how I
Like it, nigga, all hunduns, blue
You know what I'm sayin'? Blue
Faces and shit, big ones
Yeah game related, nigga
Payroll,  HBK, Cardo, yeah, man
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Quit worryin' 'bout these hoes, nigga
Get you a roll twenty G's in my pocket got
Me saggin' for sure
Bitch all in my DM talkin' all that shit
You just an Instagram model
I like hoes that strip condo, bottled water
And a house in the hills
Big D's in my chain got me shinin' for real
Got rich off rappin', that shit I live
And if I ever drank Henny
Gotta be that Priv'
And the game ain't the same
So fuck these hoes


Bitch, that's your boyfriend
He just clockin' some dough
K'd up, and the tally been backin' the ho
Me, I'm at the Louis store
I got racks to blow
Bitch, mackin' ain't shit but a hobby to me
Don't hit my phone if you ain't got it for me
I'm in the D, just touched from the Bay
Raised in the dope game
Everybody sold yay, nigga, off top

Smokin' on this motherfuckin' chop
Feelin' hella good
Stacks on deck, nigga, stacks on deck, nigga
Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, bitch
Stacks on deck, nigga, stacks on deck, nigga
Made it out the game, but
I still dream about it, bitch
Stacks on deck, nigga, stacks on deck, nigga
Three hundred, four hundred, five
Hundred, a mil', nigga
Stacks on deck, nigga, stacks on deck, nigga

Used to put crack on sets, now stacks on deck
Boy, the crown I wear heavy
It'll crack your neck
Used to frown on busses
Now I laugh in 'Vettes
Check my middle school pic, boy
I been did baguettes
Only kid in the school with a pinky ring
(Platinum) in science class
I was a natural with the triple beam
Why you throwin' salt to a
Ho because she feelin' me? I'm stressed
Tryna fit twenty G's in my Amiri jeans
(Damn) all I do is shoot moves
Call shots while at the pool
Used to have eight balls in my pockets
No playing pool (Nah)
With some cats
I play the fool and watch 'em lose
'Cause they thinkin' I'm a rookie, boy
I been paid dues (Boy)
Lost money, made money, went back broke
(What else?)
Back ballin', got a deal, still dealin' dope
Yeah i earned every dollar I got
Broke bread with every partner I got
I deserve my spot

Smokin' on this motherfuckin' chop
Feelin' hella good
Stacks on deck, nigga, stacks on deck, nigga
Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, bitch
Stacks on deck, nigga, stacks on deck, nigga
Made it out the game, but
I still dream about it, bitch
Stacks on deck, nigga, stacks on deck, nigga
Three hundred, four hundred, five
Hundred, a mil', nigga
Stacks on deck, nigga, stacks on deck, nigga

If you ain't got no money
You ain't got a lot of time
You talkin', tryna make sense
But you ain't got a dime (Shut up)
You just bought Givenchy, man
I rock it all the time
Blowin' stacks on a bitch
Know I pocket all of mine first I stack it
Then I like to shop and shit
And if a ho wanna leave
Then I don't stop the bitch
What's in my pocket called money
I got lots of this
Makin' bread with my homies
I need rock for this never had my hand out
I'd rather grind instead
You gon' sit or you gon'
Work? 'Cause time flyin' ahead
I'ma cop the new 'Vette and
I'ma buy it in red
Then pull up on a bitch nigga
And I'ma drop the head
This freak said she with her friend
So I brought Larry with me
But that's two hundred up in jewels
So I carry it with me
I need hundreds, twenties, and every fifty
Even fives, tens, and ones
I need every penny

Smokin' on this motherfuckin' chop
Feelin' hella good
Stacks on deck, nigga, stacks on deck, nigga
Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, bitch
Stacks on deck, nigga, stacks on deck, nigga
Made it out the game, but
I still dream about it, bitch
Stacks on deck, nigga, stacks on deck, nigga
Three hundred, four hundred, five
Hundred, a mil', nigga
Stacks on deck, nigga, stacks on deck, nigga