All About the Stacks

[Intro: Jackpot]

Yea. LiveRAW in the booth man
Bobbi I on the boards


[Verse 1: Jackpot]

My swag cray, and my Jag grey
Bitch don't make me pop the truck, that's where that mack stay
Yo shit fake' but I'm real though
The beat pop like a pill hoe
I'm Jackpot, nigga I go harder than a steel toe
Boom
Kill anybody who think they fucking with me nigga
A,B,C,D,E,F I'm a G nigga
Sometimes they don't hear me, they be like "what did he say"
Hold up, 2k12 bitch, instant replay
And I'm running numbers, just like it's a relay
She just bought me a Rollie but a nigga still be late
Cuz I don't really care though
Yo tell yo girl don't stare bro
I hate when a girl say she real, but faker than her hair though


[Hook: Jackpot & L-O]

I'm all about the stacks (LiveRAW bitch we killing tracks)
If I spent a million dollars today (I'll get it back)
I'm all about the stacks (LiveRAW bitch we killing tracks)
If I spent a million dollars today (I'll get it back)
I'm all about the stacks (LiveRAW bitch we killing tracks)
If I spent a million dollars today (I'll get it back)
I'm all about the stacks (LiveRAW bitch we killing tracks)
If I spent a million dollars today (I'll get it back)


[Verse 2: Detroit L-O]

All these hoes be choosin', all these hoes be boostin'
All these niggas be purpin', hating is they conclusion
I'm in Atlanta just cruising, life is smooth, no stressin'
Yo girl need to get cuffed cuz im the one that textin'
I guess it's true, you ain't learn your lesson
And yea this Louis girl, why you checkin'
She looking straight in her Leopard leggins
So the cat is what L-O is bouta get ta stretching
Multiple choice, women choosing and testin'
I don't do shit, I stack bread and relaxing
They the king of pop, til the nigga get popped
Poppin' off at the mouth tryna be like Jackson
When boy L-O get out, they gon fear a nigga like Damon
All this loud that my niggas roll, they be having Session like Ramon
They hate you just like Chris, and they love me like Raymond
I don't do the first class bitch, I'm next to the captain bitch, like Gayman


[Hook: Jackpot & L-O]

I'm all about the stacks (LiveRAW bitch we killing tracks)
If I spent a million dollars today (I'll get it back)
I'm all about the stacks (LiveRAW bitch we killing tracks)
If I spent a million dollars today (I'll get it back)
I'm all about the stacks (LiveRAW bitch we killing tracks)
If I spent a million dollars today (I'll get it back)
I'm all about the stacks (LiveRAW bitch we killing tracks)
If I spent a million dollars today (I'll get it back)


[Verse 3: i
Shaan the Rit God]

Married to Miss Piggy, I'm going ham for life
Diamonds shaped like squares, call it Dentyne ice
Red Wing logo on the snap back
Tryna get my cheese I put the mack to yo back pack
Every track I snap like a rat trap
Her pussy tight like a T-shirt at baby gap
Balling like Chris Paul in a red jersey
A girl named Robin gave me head, that's a red birdie
Diamonds flash, just like paparazzi cams
Cars with horns on it, St. Louis Rams
Me and my money best friends like Gina & Pam
I collect my check like Uncle Sam
Rubber band banks, yellow bitch, Hillary Banks
Always got a gun on my like Tom Hanks
Dunking on these Pilgrims, I'm Dominique Wilkins
Wild hoes, like cows hoes, they always milkin'
Balling like Olajuwan, like Olajuwan
Pockets full of cheese, niggas talking Papa Johns
And these hoes in my muthafucking family van
This family van look like a muthafucking socker mom


[Hook: Jackpot & L-O]

I'm all about the stacks (LiveRAW bitch we killing tracks)
If I spent a million dollars today (I'll get it back)
I'm all about the stacks (LiveRAW bitch we killing tracks)
If I spent a million dollars today (I'll get it back)
I'm all about the stacks (LiveRAW bitch we killing tracks)
If I spent a million dollars today (I'll get it back)
I'm all about the stacks (LiveRAW bitch we killing tracks)
If I spent a million dollars today (I'll get it back)