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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenny Mason
Kenny Mason
Vocals
Project Pat
Project Pat
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edwin Green
Edwin Green
Songwriter
Edward Maclin Cooper III
Edward Maclin Cooper III
Songwriter
Shane Moran
Shane Moran
Songwriter
Patrick Houston
Patrick Houston
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Coupe
Coupe
Producer
Poison Thorn
Poison Thorn
Producer
Ray Charles Brown Jr.
Ray Charles Brown Jr.
Recording Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
James Kang
James Kang
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(Intro)
Stack it up
Make it spread
Watch that hoe get naked
Stack, stack it up
Make it spread
Watch that hoe get
Watch that hoe get
Stack it up
Make it spread
Watch that hoe get naked
Watch that, watch that hoe get naked
Watch that, watch that hoe get naked
Stack it up
Make it spread
Watch that hoe get naked
Stack, stack it up
Make it spread
Watch that hoe get
Watch that hoe get
Stack it up
Make it spread
Watch that hoe get naked
Watch that, watch that hoe get naked
Watch that, watch that hoe get…
(Chorus)
Im in the whip with some dope heads
Money in both hands
Tell a fuck **** to get with the program
And stay off a hoe gram
Why you so tenderdick when the agenda so tentative
These bitches gone smash
Ride with some **** that won’t fold
Ride with a pistol that won’t jam
Run up on **** with no mask
Give a fuck if he un-vaxed
Put on my patnas with ways to get more cash
With out using no strap
Pray my lil patna come home with is soul back
So he won’t have to go back
To riding with **** that won’t fold
Ride with a pistol that won’t Jam..
(Verse 1 Kenny)
Ok what’s zapping dawg
I see you been stacking dawg
From Cali to MIA
You missing in action dawg
I see you back in the A
I was holding the family down
Been waiting to graduate
But **** just cap you down
So I organize my bullets
Prioritize my hood
Antagonize by bully despite the fact how alike we look
Im stuck on Simpson road
Im fucking with Simpson hoes
That’s making my vision cloudy
So I’m singing this Simpson’s song
Hiding that .223 in my jacket
They want action either is you or me
All them plaques you get from rapping is really true for me
All I see is red and all you see is blue andgreen
But id do the same if you was me so…
Stack it up
Make it spread
Watch that hoe get naked
Stack, stack it up
Make it spread
Watch that hoe get
Watch that hoe get
Stack it up
Make it spread
Watch that hoe get naked
Watch that, watch that hoe get naked
Watch that, watch that hoe get naked
(Verse 2 Project Pat)
Stacking that money up to the roof ahh
Project don’t smoke hookah
You need to get off them pills
Imma stay on this moolah
This ice got me cool ahh
Dripping like a pool ahh
Project mane you raised my hood
Call me ghetto Doula
But I was a fool ahh
Robbery with the tool ahh mane
Prosecutor tried to give me 30, My mans on the stand
Streets’ll trick you off the streets
In the cell there ain’t no peace(piece)
.223s will hit you up and knock you straight up out ya cleats
Thought he was a beast but the streets full of monsters
Hollow tips and clips slice you up like Benihana
He was screaming mama, right before he took his last
Police already beat that mane, pulled his gun and took is blast
Shouldn’t have took his cash, you gone pay what you owe
Just like seedtime and harvest, reap what you sew
Live by the gun so you gone die by the bullet
Finger on the trigger life was threatened, he had to pull it
Stack it up
Make it spread
Watch that hoe get naked
Stack, stack it up
Make it spread
Watch that hoe get
Watch that hoe get
Stack it up
Make it spread
Watch that hoe get naked
Watch that, watch that hoe get naked
Watch that, watch that hoe get…
(Chorus)
Im in the whip with some dope heads
Money in both hands
Tell a fuck **** to get with the program
And stay off a hoe gram
Why you so tenderdick when the agenda so tentative
These bitches gone smash
Ride with some **** that won’t fold
Ride with a pistol that won’t jam…
Written by: Edward Maclin Cooper III, Edwin Green, Patrick Houston, Shane Moran
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