R.I.P Stack Bundles by Thelonious Lincoln Lyrics
[Chorus: Thelonious Lincoln]
You don't want no heat, my niggas cut throat
Grimy like we came up out the jungle
Funds hoe, Fun hoes
R.I.P my nigga STACK BUNDLES
[Verse 1: Thelonious Lincoln]
2k17 fuck being humble
And thats just the way the cookie crumbles
Crumble, fumble
Off 3 spliffys but i need 1 more
Pullup on yo block we be so brazy with it
Pullup on yo block we in Mercedes with it
Ladies with us, Shades be tinted
And you niggas know i got my yankee fitted
Thelo 3k speeding on the freeway
And yo wifey gave me becky for a cheesesteak
Nah, a chopped cheese, with some broccoli
In a drop v, i ain't sorry
[Chorus: Thelonious Lincoln]
You don't want no heat, my niggas cut throat
Grimy like we came up out the jungle
Funds hoe, Fun hoes
R.I.P my nigga STACK BUNDLES
[Verse 2: Thelonious Lincoln]
And we counting chicken on the low low
While these niggas hype they fucked my old hoes
Niggas so hyoe they fucked my old hoes
Thats a no-no, nigga you a bozo
Coldest nigga out they call me frozone
But my super-suit it be Dior though
Dior though, they see it on the logo
Plus im leaning off this henny got me so gone
Coolest nigga sitting at the cool table
And ill probably turn down a few lables
Cool table, jewel, table, and i fuck that bitch up on that pool table
You don't want no heat, my niggas cut throat
Grimy like we came up out the jungle
Funds hoe, Fun hoes
R.I.P my nigga STACK BUNDLES
[Verse 1: Thelonious Lincoln]
2k17 fuck being humble
And thats just the way the cookie crumbles
Crumble, fumble
Off 3 spliffys but i need 1 more
Pullup on yo block we be so brazy with it
Pullup on yo block we in Mercedes with it
Ladies with us, Shades be tinted
And you niggas know i got my yankee fitted
Thelo 3k speeding on the freeway
And yo wifey gave me becky for a cheesesteak
Nah, a chopped cheese, with some broccoli
In a drop v, i ain't sorry
[Chorus: Thelonious Lincoln]
You don't want no heat, my niggas cut throat
Grimy like we came up out the jungle
Funds hoe, Fun hoes
R.I.P my nigga STACK BUNDLES
[Verse 2: Thelonious Lincoln]
And we counting chicken on the low low
While these niggas hype they fucked my old hoes
Niggas so hyoe they fucked my old hoes
Thats a no-no, nigga you a bozo
Coldest nigga out they call me frozone
But my super-suit it be Dior though
Dior though, they see it on the logo
Plus im leaning off this henny got me so gone
Coolest nigga sitting at the cool table
And ill probably turn down a few lables
Cool table, jewel, table, and i fuck that bitch up on that pool table