DOUBLE STACCS lyrics

[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 f*ckin on yo thot
Stacks, checks, fetti, guap
Run up, checks, break the, pot

[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
Stacks, mula, countin fettuccine
Bad b*tch ridin with me sloppy off the henny
b*tch 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 b*tch, I'm a savage, that's a no for certain
I just turned 20, but my clip a 30
Heard a n*gga 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
b*tch you know that we the worst, disrespectful yeah we j*rks
I don't want it for myself, Ohgeesy gotta hit it first
[Verse 2: Ohgeesy]
Said she f*ck with Xanpagne but she want moscato
So we drop the two up and see you tomorrow
I ain't tryna keep your b*tch I just wanna borrow
For the night she lookin right so she get the pipe
Lookin tight I'm rollin' fly while she in the die
All my b*tches they embedded encourage you to try
Pour the blue up in my punch till I'm really high
Pour the blue up in my punch till I'm really high
b*tch I'm at home on the couch flexin in my Raf
I get to work, got no job, b*tch you do the math
I can't trust a soul, so I gotta keep a stash
And I don't wanna f*ck again, b*tch the pus*y trash
And I don't wanna f*ck again, b*tch the pus*y trash
And let me tell you once again, b*tch the pus*y trash