APM
A-ay-ay-ay, grr
I think I'ma call this one stackhouse, ya heard?
Listen, listen, it go like this
I went from the stackhouse to the traphouse (uh)
Look, we gon' do it again, you ready?
Got a whole lotta money on me, feel me?, like...
I went from traphouse to the stackhouse, uh, uh, yeh, ay-ay-ay
I went from the traphouse to the stackhouse
I could stack now
And I'm shopping at Saks now
And I keep it on me 'cause I cannot lack now
And I'm lit on the gram now
And I walk with gang now
'Cause I got all these bands, bitch
I got the money that make all my opps want to become my friends now
All these racks on me pullin' my pants down
Now she wanna fuck, pull her pants down
I'm in the trap with the members
We all 'bout the guap, we don't got time for damn clowns
And they don't understand, how outta all these niggas
I stand out, wasn't lookin' for handouts
I'm the man now, I don't know how to act now (uh)
Now I walk with a lean (yeah)
'Cause I got all this money (ayy)
Got the gun up on me (grr)
Please, do not run up on me (pow-pow-pow-pow)
And Ben Frank is my best friend
And then Chase Bank is my second home
And you would've thought that I went to college
'Cause my bank account look like I took out a loan
Look at the clothes I got on
I'm rockin' Louis VLone with Gucci cologne
I'm fly like a drone
Only 16 but I move like I'm grown
My life is a movie, regal
I stay with them demons, evil
And my flow is sick, measles
Feel like Ringo, I'm a star, Beatles
And all these bands is bussin' out my jeans
A.P.M, you know, I'm with the team
Bitch, it's A.P.M 'til the death of me
And can't let no hoe get the best of me, bitch, huh
I went from the traphouse to the stackhouse
I could stack now
And I'm shopping at Saks now
And I keep it on me 'cause I cannot lack now
And I'm lit on the gram now
And I walk with gang now
'Cause I got all these bands, bitch
I got the money that make all my opps want to become my friends now
All these racks on me pullin' my pants down
Now she wanna fuck, pull her pants down
I'm in the trap with the members
We all 'bout the guap, we don't got time for damn clowns
And they don't understand, how outta all these niggas
I stand out, wasn't lookin' for hand outs
I'm the man now, I don't know how to act now (k)
Man, fuck y'all niggas talkin' 'bout, man
You know, Melvoni get the checks, come on, bro
Y'all know the nickname Melvoni, A.P.M in the motherfuckin' spot
Say my name or don't say it at all
Baby girl, what's up?
APM, bitch