Bri-Yan - Stack It Up Lyrics

Stack it up Stack it up
Stack it up Getting tha money yea
Rack it up
Stack it up Stack it up
Stack it up Getting tha money yea
Rack it up
Stack it up Stack it up
Stack it up Getting tha money yea
Rack it up
Stack it up Stack it up
Stack it up Getting tha money yea
Rack it up

Getting tha dough like it's dominos
Running tha race got tha stamina
Stack it up stack it up stack it up
Using my voice, Maya Angelou (Angelou)
Volume up, let em speakers blow
Through my vein tell them freedom flows
Live your life and don't waste it yo
Get tha money invested

Ugh

Stack it up Stack it up
Stack it up Getting tha money yea
Rack it up
Stack it up Stack it up
Stack it up Getting tha money yea
Rack it up
Stack it up Stack it up
Stack it up Getting tha money yea
Rack it up
Stack it up Stack it up
Stack it up Getting tha money yea
Rack it up

Enjoy life, I'm a live it up
Momma proud that's pretty dope
God by my side everywhere I go
Not alone like Kevin bro
Haters gone hate that is natural
Chasing goals like a striker tho
Clique making noise like a metronome
Pay attention don't miss the beat

I Don't love the money but I'm
Tryna get paid yo
Fear of God fear of God Gotta cop one Ohhh Lorenzo (Lenzo)
Keep it booming like metro(Metro)
Daddy name don Pedro(Pedro)
Guatemalan en mi cuerpo(Cuerpo)
So rack up the dinero

Stack it up Stack it up
Stack it up Getting tha money yea
Rack it up
Stack it up Stack it up
Stack it up Getting tha money yea
Rack it up
Stack it up Stack it up
Stack it up Getting tha money yea
Rack it up
Stack it up Stack it up
Stack it up Getting tha money yea
Rack it up

Electrified like piccacho
Everybody's like look at you
Making moves that is what I do
Changing lives yes with the crew
Squad up with the chosen few
Late nights yea in the stu
Glory to God man I love what I do let's go

Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea

I'm just tryna influence some of y'all here

Yea, yea

Bet the bag on yo self and never Fear
Black man tryna to get paid
Take the fam on vacay
God's grace not self made
From birth I was chosen
Praise the one who is risen
Set me free from this prison
Chains gone they broken
Stack yo gems heaven

I'm just tryna get this money
I don't want no problem
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
We been hungry for a while, I'm done with the starvin
Yea, yea, yea, yea listen
Life can get dangerous
Some Bwai can't hang with us
Struggle been real from the get go
One bed room, five us
Grandma sold chicharrones (did)
That's what she did for a liv'n (that's right)
So there's food up in the kitchen (kitchen)

Missing the days with my cuzzin (cuzzin)
At granny house we be chillin' (chillin)
Some ah y'all don't know about it (nah)
Been through the struggle, you get it (get it)
Follow your dreams and don't kill it (nah)
Go super hard or regret it(yuh)
Try not to waste all my money(no way)
Even tho life do get lonely
Still can be sweeter than honey
Dear God