Pacas

Eh
Dei V
Underwater
The Flavorz
Smoke Up Gang
The Dribble Crew
Hm, I got my eyes on you
I'm tearing up the stage, they got left behind
And I’m left with all the cash
Before there was none, now we’re throwing money up high

Ey, stacks, on top of stacks
In the strip club, the girls shake it right
And my bro passed me the AK inside the backpack
I’m low-key, but just in case, don’t freak out if you hear the rat-a-tat-tat

The Flavorz, kisses to my girls and bullets for all those rats (ey)
Catch them all, if not, they’ll pin it on you
Dumbass, that’s why they get killed
I’ve never dealt with fakes, I got rich selling the green
And I haven’t had shit, that’s why I flex
Feeling good, I’m way up, can’t see them from here
Free all my people who are solid, deaf and blind
For the enemies, fire, and fuck you to the hoes (prr)

Ey, stacks, on top of stacks
In the strip club, the girls shake it right
And my bro passed me the AK inside the backpack
I’m low-key, but just in case, don’t freak out if you hear the rat-a-tat-tat

And prices went up, I’m like Wilson
Always fresh, the girls ask me for a threesome
Women and money, that’s my only vice
And I stay focused, I don’t take my eyes off the vision (underwater)
I didn’t ask for your opinion
You’re famous out there, but it’s for being a loser (oh)
A piece of pig, I dedicate this song to you
You gotta be set on fire, like the blunt (ey)

Stacks (ah), on top of stacks (ah)
In the strip club, the girls shake it right
And my bro passed me the AK inside the backpack
I’m low-key, but just in case, don’t freak out if you hear the rat-a-tat-tat

Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, mhm, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh