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letra de stack it up - bando jonez

[intro: bando jonez, quavo]
yeah
oh
bando jonez, you know we gotcha
this ones for the hustlers
migos!
to get money n-ggas
get money b-tches, yeah
young rich n-ggas

[hook: bando jonez]
stacking all of my dough
designer tag on our jeans and all of our clothes
wherever i go, my cup stay full of lean
me and my team chasing this dough
dead presidents
we counting like accountants on the floor
stack it up
40billion benjamins that i want
designer tag on our jeans and all of our clothes
wherever i go, my cup stay full of lean
me and my team chasing this dough
dead presidents
we counting like accountants on the floor
stacking all this money, yeah

[verse 1: bando jonez]
stack it up
my team got wrecked with her
him back with her like seatbelt
keep strap with her
your boy stay fresh as f-ck
vvs the cut
yeah, my diamonds accurate
trap boys been backing him
lil cory, i been driving foreign whips
still taking foreign trips
my story as a child
they know that i stay grinding
inner city
oakland city where you’d probably find him
yeah, i’m all about my paper priceless
like a diamond
in the dirt, but they done washed me off
so now i’m blinded
yeah, yeah

[hook: bando jonez, offset, quavo]
stacking all of my dough
designer tag on our jeans and all of our clothes
wherever i go, my cup stay full of lean
me and my team chasing this dough
dead presidents
we counting like accountants on the floor
stack it up
40billion benjamins that i want
designer tag on our jeans and all of our clothes
wherever i go, my cup stay full of lean
me and my team chasing this dough (yo)
dead presidents
we counting like accountants on the floor (offset migos)
stacking all this money, yeah (migos)

[verse 2: offset]
i’m stacking my money (stacking my money)
i’m grinding, i’m hungry (grind!)
taking a trip to bahamas (huh?)
where was you when i was robbing for hunnits? (where was you?)
cheetah giuseppe, i’m walking jumanji (jumanji)
they taking my formula
no you ain’t cloning me (no you ain’t clonin’ me)
i climbed the mountain
but i don’t got no wings on me (huh)
i’ll be running a brick o for a 10 a key (brick!)
and we got rich, you know its a miracle (we rich)
double xl, they asking for interviews (double xl)
trapper turned rapper, so now i’m an artist (woo!)
i’ll run to the money but i am not forrest

[verse 3: takeoff, quavo]
takeoff!
cavalli, versace, got silk on my body
spanish b-tch, her name is rosci
i put her on roxy’s
she calling me papi (what else?)
she gon’ bring her lil friend
we gon’ run ’round the lobby (oh!)
you wanna ride p-ssenger seat in an audi (uh)
you wanna ride p-ssenger seat in bugatti (you wan’)
you wanted them heels with the red on the bottom (the red)
i’m at the top, but started from the bottom (ha-ha!)
and i done came a long, (yeah) long way (go)
that b-tch she wasn’t f-cking with me when i didn’t have sh-t (migos!)
made it, i’m rich, get the f-ck out my face (quavo)

[verse 4: quavo]
quavo!
i told them that i was a rapper
man they didn’t believe me (didn’t believe me!)
i told that hoe she gon’ need me (no)
she didn’t believe me (didn’t believe!)
so my n-ggas
they stayed with me down in the bando (bando!)
they know we started from the ground
it’s quality control (qc!)
first time that i hit my l!ck!
takeoff and offset (‘set!)
big counting oc
momma always told me to pay the d-mn rent (momma)
wake up in the morning
gotta hit another l!ck (l!ck)
now i ain’t gon’ lie
young n-gga, i was scared (scared)
you can take a whole crumb
but i wanna loaf of bread (bread)
n-ggas always f-ck
never really tell it to ’em
’til i got my g5
dropped outta high school (g5, dropped outta high school)

[bridge: bando jonez]
ooh
stacking all of my cheese
stacking all of my dope baby
i’m stacking all of my cheese
ooh
14 billion benjamins that i want
benjamins that i want
14 billion benjamins that i want
benjamins that i want
stacking all the money, yeah
ohh
stacking all my money, yeah
say no, ah

[hook: bando jonez]
yeah, i’m stacking all of my dough
designer tag on our jeans and all of our clothes
wherever i go, my cup stay full of lean
me and my team chasing this dough
dead presidents
we counting like accountants on the floor
stack it up
40billion benjamins that i want
designer tag on our jeans and all of our clothes
wherever i go, my cup stay full of lean
me and my team chasing this dough
dead presidents
we counting like accountants on the floor
stacking all this money, man

- bando jonez

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