8 Mile Ray - Stack of 1's

Stack of ones in my hand
Bitch u know im finna throw it
I been talkin cash shit through dis bitch
It's time to show it
Cap rappers lying through this bitch
I ignore it
Nigga you aint got no bands in yo pocket
And you know it
Forty let em know
Aint nobody fuckin' with me
If you the rain man
Nigga make it rain a Fifty
Thought it was a stiffy
Naw bitch dis a blicky
Made some dogshit up north now it's back to the city
All my hoes bougie
It's pucci or Amiri
Knew she was a freak i done talked her out her fenty
Pull up to the strip Dior down looking drippy
And nigga we aint pressed about no hoes we got plenty
Tripping witcho bitch in the room gettin sticky
I'm slipping nigga i done dropped a four in my simply
Ken in the party in the circle with the blicky
Left pocket all blues love live my nigga nipsey
I like a redbone hair long like she nicki
Whole gang moving as a unit like i'm 50
Get the bag in get it gone in a jiffy
Conceited ass nigga aint nobody fuckin wit me
She twerking to my music i done met her on the gram
Knew she was a freak let me hit it on the cam
Nigga Stone in the air he goin call me when he land
My Funds running low shit im quick to do a scam
My white boy be trapping fuckin' with the weed n gan
See me leaving out the party with a bitch im finna ram
Gang toting something heavy if we get into a jam
Nigga Mas got the fn dat bitch blowing like a fan
In the suite with a treesh phone off she in here munching
When we on 96 Slow it down aint no rushing
Want some new Amiri call lil he be punching
If you Aint know before im from the 8 bitch im Crunching
Nigga
Yeah

Written by:
Ray H

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