Alley Boy - Stack It Up (Feat. Meek Mill)
Pull up on you
blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr Cho bring
You brought them hatin niggas
that’s been doubtin me
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
These bitches wanna fuck
get on like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
I keep the bands on my wrist
half a mill on my bitch
She droppin gin to sag on my shit
foreign hoes all on my dick
Fuckin law
I could play for a fuckin case
I could play for it 200 pounds a day
Nigga all them boys
fuckin pay for it
Big titties fake booty
Got a big dick bitch get to it
You nigga minds I influence
DT they tattooed
I got DD on drone
Cubans pour it in my cup
Cuban kush all in my lungs
We clean and play for the chrome
Don’t say love like I want
I wanna look at my charm
I’m stretching like Yao Ming
always my money long
As I took to Milan
but I was on it else a phone
Cuz my paper like Yao Ming
these niggas just putting on
For real
Pull up on you
blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr Cho bring
You brought them hatin niggas
that’s been doubtin me
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
These bitches wanna fuck
get on like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Okay I stand tall
with that China white
uh call that Yao Ming
I don’t fuck with
these pussy niggas
They all singing like Al Green
We well respected
well connected
My money long
and my cars clean
Gold rimes in my Aston Martin
No rollin bitch cuz my cars clean
New Lamborghini
but it’s go slow
That bullshit you think
it won’t work
I’m on Chi Twon
meet my nigga dirt
Nigga run up on me wrong
Pussy nigga get murked
bang bang nigga
White bricks duckin
from the chain gang nigga
Cock back head shot
playin HAM nigga
Same weed brain finger
main thing nigga
Keep it real can’t tell me
they ain’t gang niggas
Black masks
we ain’t never gangbang nigga
Matt Black coming
through the love lane nigga
You a ball playin
in the shots game nigga
F then straight through
yo best game nigga
Hold up let me slow it down
for these fuck boys
We loud joint loud
we make enough noise
Pull up on you
blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr Cho bring
You brought them hatin niggas
that’s been doubtin me
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
These bitches wanna fuck
get on like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Must be Fat Trel
Alley Boy Louie V Mob
Alley Boy took big bank
that the Sosa at 6
little Biggie duct tape em all
50000 at home
‘cause yo girl chasin
on my stomach
Slowly you gon probably
he’ll do nothing
Hit him one thing
he screw with my number
Runnin too long
but I’m showin no pity
A Town gun bitch this my city
Jordan blowed she ate my steak
Home of the brave nigga fuck yo city
Alley Boy a gold mine
I’mma go with this child
Nigga got me in the dirt
With all these DT’s
in they face and
all the LV’s on my shirt
Money long like Yao Ming
there’s the chain
there’s no green
Best K4 there ain’t no lean
To a fuck nigga there ain’t no team
My paper talkin my tape dogs
2 puffs on you outlaw
Pray you beat me hand choppa
50 rounds face off
Pull up on you
blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr Cho bring
You brought them hatin niggas
that’s been doubtin me
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr Cho bring
You brought them hatin niggas
that’s been doubtin me
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
These bitches wanna fuck
get on like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
I keep the bands on my wrist
half a mill on my bitch
She droppin gin to sag on my shit
foreign hoes all on my dick
Fuckin law
I could play for a fuckin case
I could play for it 200 pounds a day
Nigga all them boys
fuckin pay for it
Big titties fake booty
Got a big dick bitch get to it
You nigga minds I influence
DT they tattooed
I got DD on drone
Cubans pour it in my cup
Cuban kush all in my lungs
We clean and play for the chrome
Don’t say love like I want
I wanna look at my charm
I’m stretching like Yao Ming
always my money long
As I took to Milan
but I was on it else a phone
Cuz my paper like Yao Ming
these niggas just putting on
For real
Pull up on you
blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr Cho bring
You brought them hatin niggas
that’s been doubtin me
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
These bitches wanna fuck
get on like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Okay I stand tall
with that China white
uh call that Yao Ming
I don’t fuck with
these pussy niggas
They all singing like Al Green
We well respected
well connected
My money long
and my cars clean
Gold rimes in my Aston Martin
No rollin bitch cuz my cars clean
New Lamborghini
but it’s go slow
That bullshit you think
it won’t work
I’m on Chi Twon
meet my nigga dirt
Nigga run up on me wrong
Pussy nigga get murked
bang bang nigga
White bricks duckin
from the chain gang nigga
Cock back head shot
playin HAM nigga
Same weed brain finger
main thing nigga
Keep it real can’t tell me
they ain’t gang niggas
Black masks
we ain’t never gangbang nigga
Matt Black coming
through the love lane nigga
You a ball playin
in the shots game nigga
F then straight through
yo best game nigga
Hold up let me slow it down
for these fuck boys
We loud joint loud
we make enough noise
Pull up on you
blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr Cho bring
You brought them hatin niggas
that’s been doubtin me
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
These bitches wanna fuck
get on like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Must be Fat Trel
Alley Boy Louie V Mob
Alley Boy took big bank
that the Sosa at 6
little Biggie duct tape em all
50000 at home
‘cause yo girl chasin
on my stomach
Slowly you gon probably
he’ll do nothing
Hit him one thing
he screw with my number
Runnin too long
but I’m showin no pity
A Town gun bitch this my city
Jordan blowed she ate my steak
Home of the brave nigga fuck yo city
Alley Boy a gold mine
I’mma go with this child
Nigga got me in the dirt
With all these DT’s
in they face and
all the LV’s on my shirt
Money long like Yao Ming
there’s the chain
there’s no green
Best K4 there ain’t no lean
To a fuck nigga there ain’t no team
My paper talkin my tape dogs
2 puffs on you outlaw
Pray you beat me hand choppa
50 rounds face off
Pull up on you
blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr Cho bring
You brought them hatin niggas
that’s been doubtin me
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Pull up on you
blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr Cho bring
You brought them hatin niggas
that’s been doubtin me
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
These bitches wanna fuck
get on like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
I keep the bands on my wrist
half a mill on my bitch
She droppin gin to sag on my shit
foreign hoes all on my dick
Fuckin law
I could play for a fuckin case
I could play for it 200 pounds a day
Nigga all them boys
fuckin pay for it
Big titties fake booty
Got a big dick bitch get to it
You nigga minds I influence
DT they tattooed
I got DD on drone
Cubans pour it in my cup
Cuban kush all in my lungs
We clean and play for the chrome
Don’t say love like I want
I wanna look at my charm
I’m stretching like Yao Ming
always my money long
As I took to Milan
but I was on it else a phone
Cuz my paper like Yao Ming
these niggas just putting on
For real
Pull up on you
blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr Cho bring
You brought them hatin niggas
that’s been doubtin me
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
These bitches wanna fuck
get on like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Okay I stand tall
with that China white
uh call that Yao Ming
I don’t fuck with
these pussy niggas
They all singing like Al Green
We well respected
well connected
My money long
and my cars clean
Gold rimes in my Aston Martin
No rollin bitch cuz my cars clean
New Lamborghini
but it’s go slow
That bullshit you think
it won’t work
I’m on Chi Twon
meet my nigga dirt
Nigga run up on me wrong
Pussy nigga get murked
bang bang nigga
White bricks duckin
from the chain gang nigga
Cock back head shot
playin HAM nigga
Same weed brain finger
main thing nigga
Keep it real can’t tell me
they ain’t gang niggas
Black masks
we ain’t never gangbang nigga
Matt Black coming
through the love lane nigga
You a ball playin
in the shots game nigga
F then straight through
yo best game nigga
Hold up let me slow it down
for these fuck boys
We loud joint loud
we make enough noise
Pull up on you
blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr Cho bring
You brought them hatin niggas
that’s been doubtin me
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
These bitches wanna fuck
get on like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Must be Fat Trel
Alley Boy Louie V Mob
Alley Boy took big bank
that the Sosa at 6
little Biggie duct tape em all
50000 at home
‘cause yo girl chasin
on my stomach
Slowly you gon probably
he’ll do nothing
Hit him one thing
he screw with my number
Runnin too long
but I’m showin no pity
A Town gun bitch this my city
Jordan blowed she ate my steak
Home of the brave nigga fuck yo city
Alley Boy a gold mine
I’mma go with this child
Nigga got me in the dirt
With all these DT’s
in they face and
all the LV’s on my shirt
Money long like Yao Ming
there’s the chain
there’s no green
Best K4 there ain’t no lean
To a fuck nigga there ain’t no team
My paper talkin my tape dogs
2 puffs on you outlaw
Pray you beat me hand choppa
50 rounds face off
Pull up on you
blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr Cho bring
You brought them hatin niggas
that’s been doubtin me
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr Cho bring
You brought them hatin niggas
that’s been doubtin me
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
These bitches wanna fuck
get on like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
I keep the bands on my wrist
half a mill on my bitch
She droppin gin to sag on my shit
foreign hoes all on my dick
Fuckin law
I could play for a fuckin case
I could play for it 200 pounds a day
Nigga all them boys
fuckin pay for it
Big titties fake booty
Got a big dick bitch get to it
You nigga minds I influence
DT they tattooed
I got DD on drone
Cubans pour it in my cup
Cuban kush all in my lungs
We clean and play for the chrome
Don’t say love like I want
I wanna look at my charm
I’m stretching like Yao Ming
always my money long
As I took to Milan
but I was on it else a phone
Cuz my paper like Yao Ming
these niggas just putting on
For real
Pull up on you
blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr Cho bring
You brought them hatin niggas
that’s been doubtin me
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
These bitches wanna fuck
get on like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Okay I stand tall
with that China white
uh call that Yao Ming
I don’t fuck with
these pussy niggas
They all singing like Al Green
We well respected
well connected
My money long
and my cars clean
Gold rimes in my Aston Martin
No rollin bitch cuz my cars clean
New Lamborghini
but it’s go slow
That bullshit you think
it won’t work
I’m on Chi Twon
meet my nigga dirt
Nigga run up on me wrong
Pussy nigga get murked
bang bang nigga
White bricks duckin
from the chain gang nigga
Cock back head shot
playin HAM nigga
Same weed brain finger
main thing nigga
Keep it real can’t tell me
they ain’t gang niggas
Black masks
we ain’t never gangbang nigga
Matt Black coming
through the love lane nigga
You a ball playin
in the shots game nigga
F then straight through
yo best game nigga
Hold up let me slow it down
for these fuck boys
We loud joint loud
we make enough noise
Pull up on you
blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr Cho bring
You brought them hatin niggas
that’s been doubtin me
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
These bitches wanna fuck
get on like Yao Ming
Yao Ming Yao Ming
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
Must be Fat Trel
Alley Boy Louie V Mob
Alley Boy took big bank
that the Sosa at 6
little Biggie duct tape em all
50000 at home
‘cause yo girl chasin
on my stomach
Slowly you gon probably
he’ll do nothing
Hit him one thing
he screw with my number
Runnin too long
but I’m showin no pity
A Town gun bitch this my city
Jordan blowed she ate my steak
Home of the brave nigga fuck yo city
Alley Boy a gold mine
I’mma go with this child
Nigga got me in the dirt
With all these DT’s
in they face and
all the LV’s on my shirt
Money long like Yao Ming
there’s the chain
there’s no green
Best K4 there ain’t no lean
To a fuck nigga there ain’t no team
My paper talkin my tape dogs
2 puffs on you outlaw
Pray you beat me hand choppa
50 rounds face off
Pull up on you
blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr Cho bring
You brought them hatin niggas
that’s been doubtin me
The money stack it up
it look like Yao Ming
