Stacking Paper lyrics

[Hook: Pretti Sly & Stitches]
All these suckers hatin' cause a n*gga always stackin' paper
Police pull me over, got a million in my briefcase, n*gga
Askin' where I got this money from, it ain't your business, n*gga
TMI Gang, we drivin' foreigns, it ain't nothin', n*gga

[Verse 1: Stitches]
Pull up in a Maserati, all white like that coco, n*gga
They say Stitches crazy, in Spanish they say I'm loco, n*gga
I'm a drug dealer and my n*gga Sly, he pimpin' b*tches
White Forgiatos on our car, oh yeah, we stuntin', n*gga
Who gon' tell us something? Nobody could never tell us sh*t
How you supposed to give advice when you can't pay your bills, lil b*tch
My money do the talkin' for me, I don't like to talk a lot
Everywhere that I pull up my name is up on that parkin' spot
I'm screamin' f*ck a record deal cause I don't need one
I'm screamin' f*ck your favorite rapper, I don't see him
I ain't got no competition, homie, I swear to God
It's TMI Gang, fool, we screamin' f*ck a job

[Hook: Pretti Sly & Stitches]
All these suckers hatin' cause a n*gga always stackin' paper
Police pull me over, got a million in my briefcase, n*gga
Askin' where I got this money from, it ain't your business, n*gga
TMI Gang, we drivin' foreigns, it ain't nothin', n*gga
All these suckers hatin' cause a n*gga always stackin' paper
Police pull me over, got a million in my briefcase, n*gga
Askin' where I got this money from, it ain't your business, n*gga
TMI Gang, we drivin' foreigns, it ain't nothin', n*gga
[Verse 2: Stitches & Pretti Sly]
When I got famous these boys they stared actin' funny, n*gga
When I got famous your b*tch she started actin' lovely, n*gga
The tables turn, n*ggas learn, b*tches learn
She used to brush me off now she wanna take my clothes off
I just bought a Rolie and this sh*t rose gold
Don't play around with my squad, we don't ever fold
I love girls with big booty, I love girls with big tities
First day she let me hit it, I f*cked her once and that pus*y quited, oh God
They want me to fail, they want me to fail
They want me to fail, they want me to fail
Book me up in jail, lock me in a cell
Book me up in jail, lock me in a cell

[Hook: Pretti Sly & Stitches]
All these suckers hatin' cause a n*gga always stackin' paper
Police pull me over, got a million in my briefcase, n*gga
Askin' where I got this money from, it ain't your business, n*gga
TMI Gang, we drivin' foreigns, it ain't nothin', n*gga
All these suckers hatin' cause a n*gga always stackin' paper
Police pull me over, got a million in my briefcase, n*gga
Askin' where I got this money from, it ain't your business, n*gga
TMI Gang, we drivin' foreigns, it ain't nothin', n*gga