[Intro: Stack Bundles]

I'm getting too much cash

I'll holla

I'm living way too fast

I'll holla

And yea a nigga tryna slow down but the time ain't now so love

I'll holla

[Verse 1: Stack Bundles]

Listen, the plan is clearer than Smirnoff

I'm tryna get these squares off

But groupie niggas keep talking my ears off

I tell them if it ain't about a dollar

I ain't got time to chat with you niggas, I'll holla

Gotta be about kitty when it comes to stack

No penny-pinching shit, better come with stacks

I done sold more trees than a lumberjack

I done had more HOOOs than Liono from the Thundercats

The younger cats love my raps

Identify with a trapper

Ballin and he dapper

No wifey, you could call him a bachelor

My broads got STDs, they'll clap ya

An actor, I'm far from doggy

I smell something fishy and its far from porgy

That's the scale, feds tryna get a collar

I ain't got time for jail so tell em I'll holla

[Chorus: Stack Bundles]

I'm getting too much cash

I'll holla

I'm living way too fast

I'll holla

And yea a nigga tryna slow down but the time ain't now so love

I'll holla

I, I, I, I'll holla

Ma, you got em open he looking like "I'll holla"

You tryna dance

He keep tugging on your pants

Ma, please turn around and tell him that I'll holla

[Verse 2: Stack Bundles]

Holla at your guala

The top don dada

Pop my collar

Don, when I leave ya follow

Homie, one way to see if I gotta

Taste test mine, don't waste that you gotta swallow

Nautica thermal, with my chains on, chain gang!

Tavernati my jeans, I do the damn thing

Without spring break, I show the world how

Baking soda and some water make girl gone wild

Crocodile or gator, either way they Maurie

Fuck 'em now or later, Bitches all adore me

Mister twice, son I'm bored with orgies

Kiss the girl and make 'em cry, young Georgie Porgie

Gorgeous gangster or whatever you call me

Take a picture, snapshot, record me

I'm spending till it ain't none left

Think I'm stopping don't hold your breath, I'll holla

[Chorus: Stack Bundles]

I'm getting too much cash

I'll holla

I'm living way too fast

I'll holla

And yea a nigga tryna slow down but the time ain't now so love

I'll holla

I, I, I, I'll holla

Ma, you got em open he looking like "I'll holla"

You tryna dance

He keep tugging on your pants

Ma, please turn around and tell him that I'll holla

[Verse 3: Stack Bundles]

Hit the strip club blowin' thousands of dollars

End of the night I'm leaving with something like I'll holla

Try Prada, I'm Mr.Red Tag

Keep a bird by my side like Mr.Mcnabb

She like stack, "they don't do it like you do"

Skulls round my neck like I'm practicing voodoo

Black magic, a rabbit out the hat

Show you how to get a Carrera out the trap

These young boys don't spit it like Stack

They don't hustle, they just be around shit like a pack

It's the youngin with the cocky flow

And in the words of King Jaffe Joe: "I'll holla"

[Chorus: Stack Bundles]

I'm getting too much cash

I'll holla

I'm living way too fast

I'll holla

And yea a nigga tryna slow down but the time ain't now so love

I'll holla

I, I, I, I'll holla

Ma, you got em open he looking like "I'll holla"

You tryna dance

He keep tugging on your pants

Ma, please turn around and tell him that I'll holla