Stacks on Stacks

[Verse] Stacks on stacks, pockets swellin’ like a monster’s meal, Quarters, nickels, dimes, hunnids, can't deny the dollar’s feel, Paper-chasin’ marathon, never need a break, Vaults lookin’ obese, like somethin’ outta Wells Fargo's take. [Verse] Started from the basement, counting single cents, Now Benjamin and Frank be throwin’ presidents, High stakes, risk it all, chips red as sin, Cash flow like a riverbank, ain't no low tide settin' in. [Chorus] Thumbs sore from countin’ bills, Midas touch, Gold drippin', walk in slow, money clutch, Every step a cash sound, clip-clop payday, Got the bread rise high, yeast in my hallway. [Verse] Payday parade, green confetti in the air, Credit score higher than a hip-hop snare, Dollar signs in my eyes, never blinkin’ twice, Ice on my wrist, frosty, ain't payin' the price. [Verse] Got the vault door sealed, heat in the shade, Brinks trucks line up, jewels finely displayed, Rolling in the green, leafy like a salad bowl, In the money marathon, always takin’ the pole. [Chorus] Thumbs sore from countin’ bills, Midas touch, Gold drippin', walk in slow, money clutch, Every step a cash sound, clip-clop payday, Got the bread rise high, yeast in my hallway.