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APM (A-ay-ay-ay, grr) I think I'm gonna call this one stackhouse, ya heard?, listen, listen It go like this I went from the stackhouse to the traphouse (Uh) Look, we gonna 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 hand outs I'm the man now, I don't know how to act now (Uh) Letras de cancionesNow 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 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 From Letras Mania