Still Stacking

Stepped out New shoes, new fit And you talking bout money but you ain't blew shit And lil bitch I'm still stacking Yeah, I keep my blues thick But lil bitch you still capping Don't know what the truth is We be spitting captions We make shit move quick Run up on me, hit em with the left hook Then he toothless Two big body Tracks Got two new whips In the fucking Mayback We done flew through quick Just went out, yes we stepping Had to cop me two sticks Been stepping in Lenciaga I don't want no new Ricks Them hoes will play you no guitar Yeah, no acoustics Know some people stayed down but I know a few switched Everybody really switching Ain't nobody staying down I'm the one who getting to it Y'all the ones be playing round I be making all the noise Y'all the ones ain't made a sound Been the ones who turn shit up I'm the fucking greatest now Big bag, big moves Big Lencis, big shoes In a big body and I'm finna count some big blues Try to run up I feel like Henry how he did Cruz How you talking shit but yo best song Got like six views I'ma continue Always got to get to it, yeah How you trying to push a image You got shit music Got the bag, bitch, I can't lose it Walking in, I'm on some cool shit Stepping out, I'm in a new fit Carti buffs with the blue tint Pulled up in a coupe, roofless Race it at some high speeds Run up on me, put you right to sleep Don't need no IV Bitch, I know what I need Just me and my team Endless on my jeans Diamonds shine like high beams You must got no hygiene, uh You a dirty bitch Fucking shit up Make em dance like some sturdy shit Talking bout racks My pants got like thirty, bitch Lot of fucking clones around I see like thirty kids I need like thirty whips and I want to mod em Shout out to my brothers that stayed down Man, I got em Why you posting straps You ain't never went and shot em Lil bro done feel off I'm like who is he, forgot em Yeah, hardest out of Michigan Way too many coupes couldn't tell you what whip we in Beat his ass Go and f*ck em up with the positioning Make racks disappear and reappear Magician shit Yeah, yeah, switching shit up and we Came a long way so now don't give no fucks and we Came through quick Swerving in that truck Too much ice on my chain but not one puck I got diamonds they be popping It's obvious when they hitting I'ma stay down with this life No, I ain't quitting, uh I'ma just go add this shit up Too easy it just some addition You could try to step in my shoes but yo lil ass wouldn't fit in I thought bro was down 4L But he ended up just switching Beat his ass until he fell Man, I'm feeling just like Strickland When I want some shit Get it quick, next day shipping People say they is but they really ain't with it Bitch, I stay committed I'm down 24/7 And I pulled off in that coupe, a 911 Yeah, everything come easy so we really do no stressing If he try to run up We gon send em right to heaven You not my bro, not my brethren I'm just kicking back Spitting verses like a reverend Fucking up ya head You gon need Excedrin Money till I'm dead I'ma die stepping