Intro 
(Rambow) 
(In the cut, goin' Full Tac) 

Chorus 
Yeah 
So much stacks just like Soulja (Stacks) 
We them niggas and they told you 
We some shooters, poppin' like soda 
I got racks, they stretchin' like yoga (Racks) 
Big ass Glock, it got a beam 
Body drop, it's droppin' like lean 
Love that smoke, I am a fiend 

Verse 
Yeah 
Talk to racks 'cause they talk back (Turn up) 
I got bundles just like Stack's (Stack's) 
Ran up a check quick like four flat (Check) 
Uh (Whew) 
You ain't gang, you get that tax (Tax) 
Playin' with squad, you gon' get whacked (Whacked) 
On that bullshit, don't know how to act 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 
It is what it is and it ain't what it ain't (Yeah) 
Try me, this chop hit that boy with the bang 
Chopper ain't got a heart, give a fuck what you think 
Just hit the lick, now I sip drank 
Big ass Glock, it make 'em plank (Yeah) 
Hammer and that bitch go bang (Bang) 
In the field, my nuts, they hang 

Chorus 
So much stacks just like Soulja (Stacks) 
We them niggas and they told you 
We some shooters, poppin' like soda 
I got racks, they stretchin' like yoga (Racks) 
Big ass Glock, it got a beam 
Body drop, it's droppin' like lean 
Love that smoke, I am a fiend 
So much stacks just like Soulja 
We them niggas and they told you 
We some shooters, poppin' like soda 
I got racks, they stretchin' like yoga (Racks) 
Big ass Glock, it got a beam 
Body drop, it's droppin' like lean 
Love that smoke, I am a fiend (Yeah) 

Outro
(Phew, phew, prrt)
Yeah (Shoot)