GOLD STACKS chords by Future
Verse 1
Fm
(D MC, you global now, nigga)
I just need some 'cause I already
got one with the seal, nigga
Yeah, I got one in the cut with a seal,
yeah
Yeah
Verse 2
Fm
Step on a nigga, nigga
Step on a nigga in some all white ones,
nigga
Fuckin' on your bitch,
holdin' on my gun, yeah (woo)
Fuck the plug,
Verse 3
I just ran through a ton, uh
Fm
I don't wanna shoot no dice unless
we bettin' gold stacks, nigga
Bet a ten, shoot a ten,
my twin servin' dog food
Go and ask the promoter,
I charge three-fifty for for a walkthrough (Pluto)
Back to back in Saudi Arabia,
I charged 1.5 (woo)
Three mil' just to talk,
nigga, that's all I got
I just stepped on a bitch in Chanel No. 9
I just stepped up her swag,
now she all buss down
I'm a rich junkie, yeah,
all these drugs I buy
Verse 4
Fm
Bitch, blow a nigga top before you
blow my high (a nigga top)
Had my scammers with me too,
they lettin' these hundreds fly
Throw some hundreds like ones,
make a straight girl bi
She just fucked 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
Verse 5
(No, that's four-fifty, for real)
Fm
I don't wanna shoot no dice unless
we bettin' gold stacks, nigga
Bet a ten, shoot a ten,
my twin servin' dog food
Go and ask the promoter,
I charge three-fifty for for a walkthrough
Back to back in Saudi Arabia,
I charged 1.5
Three mil' just to talk, nigga, that's all I got
I just stepped on a bitch
in Chanel No. 9 (yeah)
I just stepped up her swag,
now she all buss down
I'm a rich junkie, yeah,
all these drugs I buy
Verse 6
Fm
I done talked so much shit, 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 nigga 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, fuck a clock
I'm The Wizard, nigga,
I can turn the trap into a star
I'm in the real rare, nigga,
automobile, that's a double R
I done came out the field,
I work a stick, fuck a guitar
You ain't got enough to gamble then
Verse 7
you can put up your car
Fm
I don't wanna shoot no dice unless
we bettin' gold stacks, nigga
Bet a ten, shoot a ten,
my twin servin' dog food
Go and ask the promoter,
I charge three-fifty for for a walkthrough
Back to back in Saudi Arabia,
I charged 1.5
Three mil' just to talk,
nigga, that's all I got
I just stepped on a bitch in Chanel No. 9
I just stepped up her swag,
now she all buss down
I'm a rich junkie, yeah,
Verse 8
all these drugs I buy
Fm
(Yeah, step on a nigga, nigga)
(Step on a nigga in some all white ones,
nigga)
(Fuckin' on your bitch, holdin' on my gun,
yeah) (woo)
(Fuck the plug, I just ran through a ton,
uh)
Verse 9
Fm
(Unless we bettin' gold stacks,
nigga)
(I don't wanna shoot no dice unless we
bettin' gold stacks, nigga)
(I don't wanna shoot no dice unless
C
we bettin' gold stacks)
GOLD STACKS
Future
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