
DOUBLE STACCS Shoreline Mafia (Ft. Gizmo (USA))
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[Hook: Gizmo]
Stacks, checks, fetti, guap
Run up, checks, break the, pot
Stacks, checks, fetti, guap
Whip it whip it whip it whip it while we sip the drop
Stacks, checks, fetti, guap
Fenix Flexin and Ohgeesy fuckin on yo thot
Stacks, checks, fetti, guap
Run up, checks, break the, pot
[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
Stacks, mula, countin fettuccine
Bad bitch ridin with me sloppy off the henny
Bitch I'm not know her I been sippin syrup
Swear that molly bring me life I had to quit the percs
Baby want a purse, I think she deserve it
But lil bitch, I'm a savage, that's a no for certain
I just turned 20, but my clip a 30
Heard a nigga dissin on me Imma do him dirty
My teeth already nice, I put some grills on em
Swear I love my son I need to quit these pill problems
Raf Simons on my shirt, coke boy no dirt
Close range get murked, got a bloody 'preme shirt
Sip the muddy pink dirt, spit a bit on my shirt
Stains all up my print, I remember where you heard it first
Bitch you know that we the worst, disrespectful yeah we jerks
I don't want it for myself, Ohgeesy gotta hit it first
Stacks, checks, fetti, guap
Run up, checks, break the, pot
Stacks, checks, fetti, guap
Whip it whip it whip it whip it while we sip the drop
Stacks, checks, fetti, guap
Fenix Flexin and Ohgeesy fuckin on yo thot
Stacks, checks, fetti, guap
Run up, checks, break the, pot
[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
Stacks, mula, countin fettuccine
Bad bitch ridin with me sloppy off the henny
Bitch I'm not know her I been sippin syrup
Swear that molly bring me life I had to quit the percs
Baby want a purse, I think she deserve it
But lil bitch, I'm a savage, that's a no for certain
I just turned 20, but my clip a 30
Heard a nigga dissin on me Imma do him dirty
My teeth already nice, I put some grills on em
Swear I love my son I need to quit these pill problems
Raf Simons on my shirt, coke boy no dirt
Close range get murked, got a bloody 'preme shirt
Sip the muddy pink dirt, spit a bit on my shirt
Stains all up my print, I remember where you heard it first
Bitch you know that we the worst, disrespectful yeah we jerks
I don't want it for myself, Ohgeesy gotta hit it first
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