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Big stacks and big racks
Big stacks
(Big Stacks)
Big stacks and big racks
Big stacks
(Big Stacks)
Big stacks and big racks
Big stacks
(Big Stacks)
Big stacks and big racks
Big stacks
(Big Stacks)
If you got that shit you better light it up
It's 4:20 and we 'bout to take a puff
Don't like to ride in economy
Bitch be broke right in front of me
I've been working real hard for a chance to be
Just a first-class jet setting wannabe
Wait, I think I'm out of options
I gotta' solve this
Guess I gotta' work hard
Try to get these options
Big stacks and big racks
Big stacks
(Big Stacks)
Big stacks and big racks
Big stacks
(Big Stacks)
Big stacks and big racks
Big stacks
(Big Stacks)
Big stacks and big racks
Big stacks
(Big Stacks)
Big stacks and big racks
Big stacks, big stacks
Big stacks and big racks
Big stacks, big stacks
Big stacks and big racks
Big stacks, big stacks
Big stacks and big racks
Fuck it, yuh
Untouchable they don't know my plan
Fuck them all they can't run my fam
Say I do things that I actually can
Watch how I put numbers in the bank
Jump on the mic watch how it lands
Irish girl and she said "That's grand"
I said "Yah baby that's grands"
Nah I could never be a flash in the pan I'm cooking
Light up the ting who's looking
See that smoke that I took in
It's 4:20 that I'm pullin'
Mm I saw plenty that I've token
Rah was it your toes that I stood on
Ah I'm so wild and stubborn
I'ma kick back I'm buzzing
Fuck 'em