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Tekst piosenki

[Intro]

Power, power, power, power

Yeah

Gunna, ooo, ooo, yeah


[Chorus]

If you outta sight, you outta mind

You gotta stack, you gotta grind

I'm statin' facts, these niggas lyin'

You can't relax and keep wastin' time

I want the racks, I gotta get mine

Stackin' it up, I work wit' a stride

I went from a deuce, turnt up to a nine

I sleep with the stars, I know I'ma shine


[Post-Chorus]

Same price as the rent, that's the cost for the kicks

I'm stackin' up racks just to make a hit list

My nigga El Chapo' will chop off ya wrist

Pull up wit' them choppas, I know I won't miss

Some niggas get locked up, and turned to a snitch

But I kept it solid and hard as a brick

Winked at your bitch, she want give me a kiss

Walked in that bit' I was drippin' like piss


[Verse 1]

Bought an AP, and took my wrist out of the pot

Pop a bottle of Aces, and pour that shit out

Put some diamonds and chandeliers all in the spot

How many racks does this young nigga got?

I flew to Dubai, I didn't go to DeVry

Hunnit racks to put the jet in the sky

Time is music, this the best you could buy

I'm drippin' bitches, niggas still think they still fly

I think I'm the flyest, I ain't got no stylist

I'm geeked up off Molly, I'm fucking on Cyrus​

I flew wit' a choppa, I might catch a body

Cause I see these fake niggas through the Cavalli's

I got with my locs and we reunited

These niggas quote poems, and they bitches like it

I didn't turn a hoe, when I got indited

If I catch a case, then I gotta fight it

My nigga called shawty, he ride with the shottie

We pull up in Rari's, these niggas don't like us

Smoke weed and sip lean and get money, my vices

My frienemies Poison and I know they shiesty

I pray to the lord and he know that I'm righteous

I need a reward 'cause they say I'm the nicest

Got too many bros, they gon' roll out the dices

I stay out the way 'cause niggas like mices


[Chorus]

If you outta sight, you outta mind

You gotta stack, you gotta grind

I'm statin' facts, these niggas lyin'

You can't relax and keep wastin' time

I want the racks, I gotta get mine

Stackin' it up, I work wit' a stride

I went from a deuce, turnt up to a nine

I sleep with the stars, I know I'ma shine


[Post-Chorus]

Same price as the rent, that's the cost for the kicks

I'm stackin' up racks just to make a hit list

My nigga El Chapo' will chop off ya wrist

Pull up wit' them choppas, I know I won't miss

Some niggas get locked up, and turned to a snitch

But I kept it solid and hard as a brick

Winked at your bitch, she want give me a kiss

Walked in that bit' I was drippin' like piss


[Verse 2]

Put the dick in her mouth, and its fuck what you say

Fuck the law, blow the police away

I blew a 50, 'cause I had a long day

When it come to money, I done came a long way

I fucked the bitch, but I can't go on a date

She sucked me loose, I put some nut on her face

Let her see the loft, she gotta fuck at my place

I'm steady bossin', bitch I'm havin' my way

Niggas in the trap, but can't get away

But I've been 'round the world, it feel like I'm tourin'

I’m livin' life, I swear I know your life borin'

Mama said don't stop, I gotta keep goin'

The house so big, the bed room got an alarm

The necklace cost so much it came wit' a charm

The diamonds drippin' like the rain when it stormy

These niggas say that they lookin', well I'm finna' show 'em

So many acres it look like a farm

23 Million like I'm Michael Jordan

2 or 3 bitches, they wanna come join

Fuck all these bitches, I feel like a Don

I looked in the mirror, I know I'm the one

You ain't gonna shoot,but you carry a gun

Niggas act tough, don't want to bury your son

Had to stay down, stack them racks through the month


[Chorus]

If you outta sight, you outta mind

You gotta stack, you gotta grind

I'm statin' facts, these niggas lyin'

You can't relax and keep wastin' time

I want the racks, I gotta get mine

Stackin' it up, I work wit' a stride

I went from a deuce, turnt up to a nine

I sleep with the stars, I know I'ma shine


[Post-Chorus]

Same price as the rent, that's the cost for the kicks

I'm stackin' up racks just to make a hit list

My nigga El Chapo' will chop off ya wrist

Pull up wit' them choppas, I know I won't miss

Some niggas get locked up, and turned to a snitch

But I kept it solid and hard as a brick

Winked at your bitch, she want give me a kiss

Walked in that bit' I was drippin' like piss


[Outro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

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