Order of Operations

Wake up, fresh

Crease, jeans

Get to the fucking money

Roll up, smoke

Pour a drink

Right back to the money

Pull up, stunt

Turn up, leave

More motherfucking money

Go hard, go home

Wake up, repeat

Order of operations

Order of operations

So what if I told ya that I was a cold soldier

That give 'em the cold shoulder

These hoes been getting over on these ****

Like Olympic hurdle jumpers

They trying to get that Gold

Portfolios diverse, this type of paper just don't fold

Or get throwed in the booty club flexing

With hootie hoo them hoes

And have them glued to the section

Ain't nothing new, that's just us oozing perfection

Been stacking up, clipping this paper like Mary Lou Retton

While **** be stressin'

About this money, I retired, my dear mama

Been fucking up some commas way before

I could buy a bottle of liquor

Looking like the lotto my ****

But we don't flash it

I balled throughout my twenties

By thirty, see I was stashing, yeah

First hundred-thousand, I bought a Lexus

First million, I was twenty, I learned my lesson

I bought some land

Operation grind and stack

Wake up, fresh

Crease, jeans

Get to the fucking money

Roll up, smoke

Pour a drink

Right back to the money

Pull up, stunt

Turn up, leave

More motherfucking money

Go hard, go home

Wake up, repeat

Order of operations

(Grind and stack, grind and stack, grind and stack)

Order of operations

(Grind and stack, grind and stack)

(Just grind and stack, grind and stack)

I took advantage of my shot, and now it's raining

Bucket just like Mo Williams, fuck your cancer vaccinations

Plantation mentality making a laughable salary

That'll never be me but that's you in actual reality, uh

I'm King Cole, like Natalie and her daddy be

My thing swole, pole dancers, shit, they be adding me

On IG, they gon' DM

We gon' act like we don't see them

They just follow us, follow me, follow us, nobody's leading

But everybody eatin', or acting like they full

I'm blessed and highly favored, learned the game when I were lil'

I guess it's time to stake my claim and conquer every hood

Help my partners get this number too, by sponsoring the joog, yeah

If I eat, everybody eat

That's just how it go, day one

Dungeon Family first generation

Still here

Wake up, fresh

Crease, jeans

Get to the fucking money

Roll up, smoke

Pour a drink

Right back to the money

Pull up, stunt

Turn up, leave

More motherfucking money

Go hard, go home

Wake up, repeat

Order of operations

Order of operations

Order of operations

(Grind and stack, grind and stack, grind and stack, grind and stack)

(Grind and stack, grind and stack, grind and stack, grind and stack)

(Grind and stack, grind and stack, grind and stack, grind and stack)

(Grind and stack, grind and stack, grind and stack, grind and stack)