Stack It, Flip it
Youngboy on that mission
Rock 990's in the trenches
All real niggas gon' get it
For all this money I'll risk it
Gotta grind for it, it ain't given
Do it for the ones thats in prison
Do it for the ones that ain't living
Stack it, Flip it
Stack it, Stack it, Flip it
Stack it, Flip it
Stack it, Stack it, Flip it
Youngboy on that mission
Rock 990's in the trenches
Do it for the ones thats in prison
Do it for the ones that ain't living
(Verse 1)
Got a couple thou in that kitty
That orioles on my fitted
I chase the bag just to get it
You broke niggas pretending
$1200 on these balmains
Called Akbar for this chain
And I don't even want the fame
A young nigga just trying to get paid
Talk this, Talk this
Everyday we lit
Cost $200 for the zip
Said me and Jay hitting bips
My girl loyal I don't trip
And she don't never play bent
Because she know if she cheat
Then her best-friend getting hit
Ride around wit that stash
Im cooling, me and Lor Bandz
In a Honda coup with no tags
Im so good at my craft
Free my niggas in the state
Free my niggas in the feds
And I don't even need no rap money cuz I always had a bag
(Chorus)
Stack It, Flip it
Youngboy on that mission
Rock 990's in the trenches
All real niggas gon' get it
For all this money I'll risk it
Gotta grind for it, it ain't given
Do it for the ones thats in prison
Do it for the ones that ain't living
Stack it, Flip it
Stack it, Stack it, Flip it
Stack it, Flip it
Stack it, Stack it, Flip it
Youngboy on that mission
Rock 990's in the trenches
Do it for the ones thats in prison
Do it for the ones that ain't living
(Verse 2)
Still taking their broads
Still counting this money
A girl lying on my name
I call Flecha she coming
Don't talk that if you ain't living that because in person you ducking
And if a nigga wan't a problem
Call 2-Tone he start dumping
Don't touch, Don't touch
Cuz I cost too much
And I shine like the sun
And I still don't need a gun
Cuz all my niggas they strapped
Catch one in the back
Like an audience get clapped
For acting tuff on the snap
Back up let's get it
Got Yankees all on my fitted
I ball on niggas no scrimmage
Got plenty girls big pimpin'
Don't talk bricks if you ain't flipping
Don't talk pots if you ain't whipping
Don't talk wat you ain't living
You will lose your life or hit prison
(Chorus)
Stack It, Flip it
Youngboy on that mission
Rock 990's in the trenches
All real niggas gon' get it
For all this money I'll risk it
Gotta grind for it, it ain't given
Do it for the ones thats in prison
Do it for the ones that ain't living
Stack it, Flip it
Stack it, Stack it, Flip it
Stack it, Flip it
Stack it, Stack it, Flip it
Youngboy on that mission
Rock 990's in the trenches
Do it for the ones thats in prison
Do it for the ones that ain't living