Lyrics 3 Shtacks - J.SHEP

I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks

Huh, 3shtacks, in my duffel bag, ho ho
3 shtacks in my santa bag, you should know
Oh, I forgot, you ain't making dough
Yeah you spending it, you rented it
That lambo, yo bitch got that cam-toe

She can't fuck with no lame-hoe
You ain't big bro
You just a bitch so
Get the fuck up out the way
You ain't got no pape
Got you cappin on the tape
Know some niggas that'll wrap you with the tape
And dispense yo body in the lake

It's real, no surreal, niggas is serial-killers
Used to eat the cereal, in the morning winters
It was a deal-uh-breaker, or whatever they say

Don't care for you if you ain't getting me paid
That's just the fate, of this world
My wordplay, is a bas-is
Of Kenny Cole Drake, and Andre, with the 3 shtacks
And Kenny Ma-son
IDK, King Los, Jiddy Jid, and Bas-ay
And Kid Cudi, T.I.P, and Baby Keem
That's 12 named, a dozen glazed like the Krispy Kreme
Nah matter fact, run it back
I gotta spit some shii that's wack
I know 12 niggas that'll glaze yo cap
That's a dozen, call it Krispy Kreme (Ugh)

My game like, a Hakeem, Olajuwon
Or a Rakim, with this rapping
My pen game so crazy
I could do this shii, while I'm napping
In the backseat, of a taxi
With a bad freak, tryna suck me
While denying, her of the privilege

Cause bitch I got wifey
Back at home handling village
Bitch I got wifey at home, handling business
Can't throw it away, all for some bitches
I can show you the difference
Of never being too different
Cause clearly it's stacking my Token up to the ceiling
3 bands I just made off of talking, like I'm a spokesman
Now my highlight reeling, in all of the kittens, whoo

I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks

Bitch you better back back (Ho, ho)
Bitch you better back back (You should already know)
Bitch you better lean back (Fo-sho)
Bitch you better lean back

Cause just like Kenny said, .40 got kick
Money make niggas, do more than you could do with the strap
They go crazy for weed
But don't know what they could do with the sap, from the tree

I basically just said the same thing
Why you questioning me
I'm just a fiend, for living the life above canopy
But the police, knocking, at my grandmama door
So I had to duck under something
Cause they 12 deep, too (2) deep
Duck hunting
But my dawg in the field with'em
Ain't no making a deal with'em
It's kill or be killed with'em
You can only imagine the choice that we chose
Cause we still done survived, and I woke up alive
Like rise and shine, I
Woke up feeling like 3 shtacks
And my recognition I'm a need that
Fuck ya feedback, and I mean that (Agh)

I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks
I woke up feeling like, mm, 3 shtacks

Bitch you better back back (Ho, ho)
Bitch you better back back (You should already know)
Bitch you better lean back (Fo-sho)
Bitch you better lean back