[Intro]
GOYA
Used to sell crack, so I can stack my riches
Uh, I
Used to sell crack, so I can stack my riches
Uh
Let's go
[Verse 1]
I used to sell yak, that's a fucking fact
Made the cocaine transform to crack
I'm a ghetto money maker, hood entrepreneur
Holding a bomb in my draws, up in a Honda Accord
Every Friday, I be grimy, put the price back up
They slide by, give me money then they lights back up
With my mans outside selling six for a hunned
I'm in the crib getting blunted
Flipping the piff and re-upping
I sell it all, baby
I mean liquor, piff, yak pills
Any smoke, stack krills
Don't you know crack kills?
Uh, but my mom's got mad bills
Sold them thirty Percs, they was really Advils
Then they came back, so they getting taxed still
I be in the Lac' chill, just letting this 'Gnac spill
Shout out the OG crack kings that used to hustle
In front of the building, giving ones to the children
Because they
[Chorus]
Used to sell crack, so I can stack my riches
Used to sell crack, so I can stack my riches
[Verse 2]
Sold shit to the party
Seen James Brown, Charlie Sheen
Po' enough with the purp
Some people call it "Lean"
Fiends standing at the door, knocking all on the screen
Gutter in the kitchen piss, reading gun magazines
And it's a Friday, singing la-di-da-day
Sold a couple grams then I broke out to the party
Had a flashback of my aunt selling punani
Selling pussy for crack, listening to Sade
Then Jamaican Joe came running out the room
High off of krills, eyes glowing like the moon
Uppercutted my aunt, whipped her with the broom
Started out a good boy but I was raised by the goons
And they be acting a fool when it's red in they eyes
The chemicals in the crack put the Devil inside
Over the pot, in the kitchen with like 10 of my guys
Mixing the drugs while we listening to Ready to Die
You know!
[Chorus]
Used to sell crack, so I can stack my riches
Used to sell crack, so I can stack my riches