StaX lyrics

[Verse 1: Nyora Spouse]
Tell me what's up, tell me what's good
Dressed in all black as I fly through your hood
Got your hoe on my wood, I won't f*ck but I could
Stackin' paper like books, in the streets with these cooks
I'm sparing for thots, you sounding so dumb
Still smoking this loud and my face feelin' numb
I'm counting my money, sucking like a thumb
Squadding with [?], ride with MAC by your bum
Smoked out, and I'm off the Xan, tra-trap house, center band
Young and rich at f*ckin' glance, tell your b*tch I'm not her man
I'm richer than you, watch me slide in the coupe
And I [?] on my shoe, shawty flashing her boobs
I'm plottin, I'm movin', I make my false [?]
I'm high and I move, b*tch, I make my [?]
All this f*cking money, smoking all this f*ckin' dope
All these f*cking honeys sucking 'till they f*ckin' choke
Hottеr than the sun, still smoking weed, just watch me float
She bump that Nyora Spousе, said my vocals make her soaked

[Hook: AleXander Grand]
All this f*ckin' cash, that you know we stack
Spending all this money, but we get it back
All this f*ckin' cash, that you know we stack
Just a grimy n*gga, don't know how to act
[Verse 2: AleXander Grand]
I'm a grimy n*gga, I'm a [?] n*gga
Might pull up deep and just [?] a n*gga
Violent n*gga, we don't need no triggers
Dropping on the low, might stomp a n*gga
Y'all n*ggas thinking I'm playing, I need F.P.S. on my chain
I need to get this sh*t started, mane, cause F.P.S. never change
I'm a real n*gga, yeah I'm A.G
Yeah, I never let these hoes play me
Told these n*ggas they could fake me
If they got a problem, then let's see
Lately, I been [?], counting bread like a bakery
So they hate me, I don't know why
Just stack my money up to the sky

[Hook: AleXander Grand]
All this f*ckin' cash, that you know we stack
Spending all this money, but we get it back
All this f*ckin' cash, that you know we stack
Just a grimy n*gga, don't know how to act