Lyrics Stack An Starve - Surf God

It ain't take long eat
Just stack an starve
An go to sleep
I slap that raw for cheap
Them Vs zones
Like 9 a piece
She know I run the streets
Treat rubber bands
Like diamond links
They trailed us from the Z
Then seen fireworks
Outta a AMG
Like woah
I can't go for that
These bricks & bows
I'm known for that
Go
Still take my lick
Then rob you back
You better ask tre an fats
Half my niggas turn dealers
Got some that ain't with us
The rest of em serving a max
Ima find a way to them millions
Put that on my children
An they ain't even touch on the map
I'm gone
Niggas ain't seeing me
Hit yo town
Bust down that Bnb
2 man with sum vibes
Just me and me
3 jits
2 blicks and a ARP
It ain't shit to go an drop that tick
Tell em young niggas blitz
Go at em flip that charger
Got my eye on a fine lil piece
With a ass OD
An a face so proper
Vacuum sealer
Box of turkey bags
When walk through tsa
I'm that nigga
And got hella cash
Where ya bae sneak off an lay
Fuck ess music pray ain't going fed
Catching bows
Still serving Yay
This bitch Medusa
Got me freezing up
Everytime I see ha face
Lil ma so fine
Don't even throw the cash
Put the pape right in hand
Im in ha ear
Talking plays and pros
You begging ha not to dance
We stay wit glocks
XDs an FNs
Throw aways with exit plans
Don't leave that porch
It turn boys to men
That scale made me say Shazam
The 7 the 5 the 4 the lamb
Ears alll through the city
You move wrong I'm on that ass
Giuseppe Dior Chanel Hermes
Digging in that cat
When we get done it's straight Saks
So what you saying tho
Like nah I ain't no trick
But im gone spend it
Baby bend over
Lift kit on that ass
It got suspension
Brodie flipping sober
Never hit no weed
Still beating tickets
Next run we taking over
Same shit I said back then
But they ain't listen

It ain't take long eat
Just stack an starve
Then go to sleep
I slap that raw for cheap
Them Vs zones
Like 9 a piece
She know I run the streets
Treat rubber bands
Like diamond links
They trailed us from the Z
Then seen fireworks
Outta a AMG
Like woah
I can't go for that
These bricks & bows
I'm known for that
Go
Still take my lick
Then rob you back
You better ask tre an fats
Half my niggas turn dealers
Got some that ain't with us
The rest of em serving a man
Ima find a way to them millions
Put that on my children
An they ain't even touch on the map
Im goneee