[Intro - DJ Paul]   Ohhh that fool got some coco puffs, boy   damn, shit right here all gucci wit me   kno what im sayin   Its rainin like a foo      [Chorus - Lil Wyte]   Its on!   Its on!   Time to stack these dollas   I got a couple of birds   in the back of the Impala   The Blackberrys on   You know the numba HOLLA   I drop it in the hood   and they hit it out for dollas      Its on!   Its on!   Time to stack these dollas   I got a couple of birds   in the back of the Impala   The Blackberrys on   You know the numba HOLLA   I drop it in the hood   and they hit it out for dollas      [Verse 1 - Lil Wyte]   I got cheese ho   and a bunch of fuckin coke   Waitin on a phone call   So i can go tranport   Blackberry rings:   "What up foo whatchu need?"   I need some for $600 dollas   "Ok where you wanna meet?"   Got the destination   Im ridin low-key in a scuffler junt   Creepin dirty crack the window   Cuz Im smokin on a blunt   Headin through the north-north   side of the city streetz   Cocked the pistol   Cuz its killas hungry hidin in the trees   They hit it out for dollas   Sometimes they go bizerk   But I dont give a fuck   Why? Im gettin rid of work   Phone neva off   All they gotta do is holla   Im so on   Im so on   Im so on that its time to stack these dollas   Mothafucka!      Its on!   Its on!   Time to stack these dollas   I got a couple of birds   in the back of the Impala   The Blackberrys on   You know the numba HOLLA   I drop it in the hood   and they hit it out for dollas      Its on!   Its on!   Time to stack these dollas   I got a couple of birds   in the back of the Impala   The Blackberrys on   You know the numba HOLLA   I drop it in the hood   and they hit it out for dollas      [Verse 2 - Lil Wyte]   I be sittin in the driveway   Countin stacks of cheese   And in under only 2 hours   I made close to 3 G's   Got more blow in the truck   And the Impala 6 feet away from me   Thats why the AR-15s on the pssenger seat   And I dont play games with my money   Either you have it or you dont   If its a G you'll lose your finger   But for 10 Ill cut ya throat   Thats why I dont like frontin dope   How you gunna sell it and snort it?   I aint had a grain up my nose   Thats why my pockets are knotted   So put some money in em   As if they was a slot machine   There so many feinds out here   Not-knowin anything they can stop the creme   Im Lil Wyte   And Im gunna get them bitches where they be at   With 20/20 vision   It int hard for me to see that      Its on!   Its on!   Time to stack these dollas   I got a couple of birds   in the back of the Impala   The Blackberrys on   You know the numba HOLLA   I drop it in the hood   and they hit it out for dollas      Its on!   Its on!   Time to stack these dollas   I got a couple of birds   in the back of the Impala   The Blackberrys on   You know the numba HOLLA   I drop it in the hood   and they hit it out for dollas      [Music plays till fade]