Order of Operations

Wake up, fresh
Crease, jeans
Get to the fucking money
Roll up, smoke
Pour up, drink
Right back to the money
Pull up, stunt
Turn up, leave
More motherfucking money
Go hard, go home
Wake up, repeat
Order of operations
Order of operations
So what if I told ya that I was a cold soldier
That give 'em the cold shoulder
These hoes been getting over on these niggas
Like Olympic hurdle jumpers
They trying to get that Gold
Portfolios diverse
This type of paper just don't fold
Or get throwed in the booty club flexing
With hootie hoo them hoes
And have them glued to the section(HOOTIE-HOO)
Ain't nothing new
That's just us oozing perfection
Been stacking up, clipping this paper
Like Mary Lou Retton
While nigga be stressing
About this money, I retire my dear mama
Been fucking up some commas way before
I could buy a bottle of liquor
Looking like the lotto my nigga
But we don't flash it
I balled throughout my twenties
By thirty, see I was stashing
Yeah
First hundred-thousand, I bought a Lexus
First million, I was twenty, I learned my lesson
I bought some land
Operation Grind and Stack
Wake up, fresh
Crease, jeans
Get to the fucking money
Roll up, smoke
Pour up, drink
Right back to the money
Pull up, stunt
Turn up, leave
More motherfucking money
Go hard, go home
Wake up, repeat
Order of operations
Grind and Stack, Grind and Stack
Grind and Stack, Grind and Stack
Order of operations
Grind and Stack, Grind and Stack
Just Grind and Stack, Grind and Stack
I took advantage of my shot
And now it's raining
Bucket just like Mo Williams
Fuck your cancer vaccinations
Plantation mentality making a laughable salary
That'll never be me
But that's you in actual reality, uh
I'm King Cole like Natalie and her daddy be
My thing swole, pole dancers
Shit, they be adding me
On IG, they gon' DM
We gon' act like we don't see them
They just follow us, follow me
Follow us, nobody's leading
But everybody eating, or acting like they full
I'm blessed and highly favored
Learned the game when I was lil'
I guess it's time to
Stake my claim and conquer every hood
Help my partners get this number too
By sponsoring the joog
Yeah
If I eat, everybody eat
That's just how it go, day one
Dungeon Family first generation, still here
Wake up, fresh
Crease, jeans
Get to the fucking money
Roll up, smoke
Pour up, drink
Right back to the money
Pull up, stunt
Turn up, leave
More motherfucking money
Go hard, go home
Wake up, repeat
Order of operations
Order of operations
Order of operations
Grind and stack. Grind and stack. Grind and stack
Grind and stack. Grind and stack. Grind and stack
Grind and stack. Grind and stack. Grind and stack
Grind and stack. Grind and stack. Grind and stack
Grind and stack. Grind and stack. Grind and stack
Grind and stack