Future – GOLD STACKS

Future – GOLD STACKS Lyrics

Artist: Future
Song: GOLD STACKS

(DMC, you global now, n***a)
I just need some ’cause I already got one with the seal, n***a
Yeah, I got one in the cut with a seal, yeah
Yeah

Step on a n***a, n***a
Step on a n***a in some all white ones, n***a
F**kin’ on your b*t*h, holdin’ on my gun, yeah (Woo)
F**k the plug, I just ran through a ton, uh

I don’t wanna shoot no dice unless we bettin’ gold stacks, n***a
Bet a ten, shoot a ten, my twin servin’ dog food
Go and ask the promoter, I charge three-fifty for a walkthrough (Pluto)
Back to back in Saudi Arabia, I charged 1.5 (Woo)

Three mil’ just to talk, n***a, that’s all I got
I just stepped on a b*t*h in Chanel Number 9
I just stepped up her swag, now she all buss down
I’m a rich junkie, yeah, all these drugs I buy

B*t*h, blow a n***a top before you blow my high (A n***a top)
Had my scammers with me too, they lettin’ these hundreds fly
Throw some hundreds like ones, make a straight girl bi
She just f**ked me in front of her friends, told me she was shy

And she eat whatever I tell her, that’s a gumbo vibe (Eat it)
I ain’t even gotta say nothin’, this ho look at me like God
How much you paid for that Jumbo Patek? Four twenty-five
(No, that’s four-fifty, for real)

I don’t wanna shoot no dice unless we bettin’ gold stacks, n***a
Bet a ten, shoot a ten, my twin servin’ dog food
Go and ask the promoter, I charge three-fifty for a walkthrough
Back to back in Saudi Arabia, I charged 1.5

Three mil’ just to talk, n***a, that’s all I got
I just stepped on a b*t*h in Chanel Number 9 (Yeah)
I just stepped up her swag, now she all buss down
I’m a rich junkie, yeah, all these drugs I buy

I done talked so much sh*t, my problems can’t even think (What he say?)
I start talkin’ so many numbers, they callin’ me the bank (Yeah)
Bought me a pay ’em card, Dr. Phil for that drank (Yeah)
I give ’em a brick and uh, they gon’ leave you stained (Yeah)

Free my n***a Chuck, I told him we gettin’ a billion off the top
We don’t even wanna know who shot at you, we wipin’ off a block
Over one thousand shells, they gon’ hear ’bout it tomorrow
Ain’t no time to negotiate, we got them bails, f**k a clock

I’m The Wizard, n***a, I can turn the trap into a star
I’m in the real rare, n***a, automobile, that’s a double R
I done came out the field, I work a stick, f**k a guitar
You ain’t got enough to gamble then you can put up your car

I don’t wanna shoot no dice unless we bettin’ gold stacks, n***a
Bet a ten, shoot a ten, my twin servin’ dog food
Go and ask the promoter, I charge three-fifty for a walkthrough
Back to back in Saudi Arabia, I charged 1.5

Three mil’ just to talk, n***a, that’s all I got
I just stepped on a b*t*h in Chanel Number 9
I just stepped up her swag, now she all buss down
I’m a rich junkie, yeah, all these drugs I buy

(Yeah, step on a n***a, n***a)
(Step on a n***a in some all white ones, n***a)
(F**kin’ on your b*t*h, holdin’ on my gun, yeah) (Woo)
(F**k the plug, I just ran through a ton, uh)

(Unless we bettin’ gold stacks, n***a)
(I don’t wanna shoot no dice unless we bettin’ gold stacks, n***a)
(I don’t wanna shoot no dice unless we bettin’ gold stacks)
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Release Year: 2022