Stack It Up
Alley Boy Lyrics


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Pull up on you, blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr. Chow bring
And for them hatin' niggas that's been doubtin' me
The money stack it up, it look like Yao Ming
Yao Ming, Yao Ming
These bitches wanna fuck, and I'm like Yao Ming
Yao Ming, Yao Ming
The money stack it up, it look like Yao Ming

I keep the bands on my wrist
Half a mill on my bitch
Robbin' jeans saggin' my shit
Foreign hoes all on my dick
Fuck the law, I could pay for it
Fuck the case, I could pay for it
200 pounds a day
Nigga all them boys fuckin' pay for it
Big titties, fake booty
Got a big dick, bitch get to it
Young nigga minds I influence
DT, they tattooed
Got nickels, dimes and drums
Too much power in my tongue
Too much kush all in my lungs
We clean your plate for the crumbs
I'm saving up like I want
I won look at my charm
I'm stretching like Yao Ming, arms my money long
Exotic trips to Milan
But our heart lit as some phones
My paper like Yao Ming
These niggas just putting on, for real

Pull up on you, blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr. Chow bring
And for them hatin' niggas that's been doubtin' me
The money stack it up, it look like Yao Ming
Yao Ming, Yao Ming
These bitches wanna fuck, and I'm like Yao Ming
Yao Ming, Yao Ming
The money stack it up, it look like Yao Ming

Okay I stand tall with that China white
Yugh, call that Yao Ming
I don't fuck with these pussy niggas
They all singing like Al Green
We well respected, well connected
My money long and my tires clean
Gold rimes in my Aston Martin
No rollin' bitch 'cause my tires clean
New Lamborghini Murc' go skuurt
That bullshit you kickin' won't work
I'm out Chi-Town, meet my nigga Durk
Nigga run up on me wrong
Pussy nigga get merked, bang bang nigga
White bricks, duckin' from the chain gang nigga
Cock back, head shot, brain hang nigga
Same weed, brain from your main dame nigga
Keep it real, can't tell me they ain't gay nigga
Black masks, we ain't never gangbang nigga
Matte Black coming through the left lane nigga
You a pawn playin' in the chess game nigga
F this, straight through yo vest game nigga
Hold up, let me slow it down for these fuck boys
Weed loud, jewellery loud, we make enough noise

Pull up on you, blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr. Chow bring
And for them hatin' niggas that's been doubtin' me
The money stack it up, it look like Yao Ming
Yao Ming, Yao Ming
These bitches wanna fuck, and I'm like Yao Ming
Yao Ming, Yao Ming
The money stack it up, it look like Yao Ming

Must be Fat Trel, Alley Boy, Louie V Mob
Alley Boy chuck big bank met Sosa at 6
Little Ricky duct tape mob
50 thousand in hunneds
Got yo girl kissin' on my stomach
She know that the young boy here do numbers
Hit 'em one time, bitch lose my number
Money too long, don't show no pity
A Town dumb bitch this my city
Georgia pound, GA my state
Home of the Braves, nigga fuck yo city
Alley Boy a gold mine, I'm a golden child
Nigga, diamond in the dirt
With all these DT's in they face
And all the LV's on my shirt
Money long like Yao Ming
That's the chain, that ain't no cream
That's K4, that ain't no lean
Them fuck niggas, that ain't no team
My paper tall and my tape dogs
2 Pac's soul, a new outlaw
Play you beat me, hand choppa
50 rounds, face off

Pull up on you, blowing on that loud thing
Then do whatever Mr. Chow bring




And find them hatin' niggas that's been doubtin' me
The money stack it up, it look like Yao Ming

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Alley Boy's song Throw It Up include numerous references to money, fame, and power. In the first verse, Alley Boy boasts about his wealth and status using various analogies, comparing his money stack to Yao Ming, a former NBA player known for his height, and his influence over women to the Chinese basketball player's popularity. In the second verse, Alley Boy continues to assert his dominance with lines such as "I keep the bands on my wrist" and "too much power in my tongue," suggesting that he is not only financially successful but also possesses charisma and leadership qualities that command respect.


The chorus of the song repeats the phrase "money stack it up, it look like Yao Ming" several times, emphasizing the theme of financial success and ambition. Alley Boy also mentions various illegal activities, such as paying off the law and selling drugs, suggesting that he will go to great lengths to maintain his power and wealth. The final verses include references to other rappers and their respective cities, highlighting Alley Boy's influence over the rap game and his ability to flex his wealth and status in front of his peers.


Overall, the lyrics to Throw It Up convey a strong sense of confidence and arrogance, positioning Alley Boy as a powerful figure in the rap community. The song clearly celebrates material success and encourages listeners to pursue their own financial ambitions, although it also suggests that success often comes at a cost.


Line by Line Meaning

Pull up on you, blowing on that loud thing
I arrive at your location, with a strong-smelling, potent substance being smoked.


Then do whatever Mr. Chow bring
Activities will be carried out with the assistance of Mr. Chow.


And for them hatin' niggas that's been doubtin' me
This is for my critics and doubters, who have lost faith in me.


The money stack it up, it look like Yao Ming
My wealth is impressive, it has reached the height of Yao Ming's 7'6” frame.


I keep the bands on my wrist
I wear many rubber bands around my wrist to hold large sums of cash.


Half a mill on my bitch
My romantic partner possesses five-hundred thousand dollars worth of expensive possessions.


Robbin' jeans saggin' my shit
I wear baggy jeans that reveal my underwear, giving the impression that I am a thief.


Foreign hoes all on my dick
Non-American women are all over me, wanting to have sex.


Fuck the law, I could pay for it
I do not respect the regulations and the police, because I can afford to bribe them.


Fuck the case, I could pay for it
I do not worry about being charged for a crime, as I can afford to pay for the charges to be dropped.


200 pounds a day
I consume two hundred pounds of marijuana per day.


Nigga all them boys fuckin' pay for it
Other people are paying for my marijuana consumption.


Big titties, fake booty
This woman has large breasts and an artificial-shaped buttocks.


Got a big dick, bitch get to it
I have a large penis; therefore, the woman should have sex with me immediately.


Young nigga minds I influence
I am a young man with a strong ability to impact other people's thinking.


DT, they tattooed
The drug enforcement authorities have tattoos.


Got nickels, dimes and drums
I have different amounts of drugs, including nickel bags, dime bags and larger quantities.


Too much power in my tongue
I have the ability to control and manipulate others through my words.


Too much kush all in my lungs
I have smoked an excessive amount of marijuana, making it difficult to breathe.


We clean your plate for the crumbs
We take advantage of the little things others leave behind, because we need everything we can get.


I'm saving up like I want
I am trying to accumulate as much wealth as possible.


I won look at my charm
I have accumulated so much wealth, that it has become a mark of winning.


I'm stretching like Yao Ming, arms my money long
I am expanding my wealth, like Yao Ming's long, stretched arms.


Exotic trips to Milan
I go to luxurious trips to the Italian city, Milan.


But our heart lit as some phones
Even though we are rich, our hearts are still as light as mobile phones.


These niggas just putting on, for real
These men are pretending to be something they are not.


Okay I stand tall with that China white
I have a large quantity of high-quality, pure cocaine.


Yugh, call that Yao Ming
I am comparing the height of the pile of cocaine to Yao Ming's height.


I don't fuck with these pussy niggas
I do not associate with weak and cowardly men.


They all singing like Al Green
They are all lying and snitching, similar to Al Green's singing style.


We well respected, well connected
We are widely respected and have important connections in the community.


My money long and my tires clean
I have a lot of money, and my car tires are spotless.


Gold rimes in my Aston Martin
My Aston Martin car possesses gold rims.


No rollin' bitch 'cause my tires clean
I am driving carefully because I do not want to mess up the cleanliness of my car's tires.


New Lamborghini Murc' go skuurt
I just bought a new Lamborghini Murcielago, and it drives very fast.


That bullshit you kickin' won't work
I am unaffected by the lies and excuses you are telling me.


I'm out Chi-Town, meet my nigga Durk
I am in Chicago and will meet up with my associate, Durk.


Nigga run up on me wrong
If a man approaches me in an aggressive and threatening manner,


Pussy nigga get merked, bang bang nigga
I will kill (merk) him, as I shoot him with my gun (bang bang).


White bricks, duckin' from the chain gang nigga
I am avoiding being caught by the police, as I transport cocaine (white bricks).


Cock back, head shot, brain hang nigga
I aim my gun, shoot in the head, and they die instantly (brain hang).


Same weed, brain from your main dame nigga
I am smoking the same weed as your girlfriend (main dame), and she is becoming irrational and stupid (brain).


Keep it real, can't tell me they ain't gay nigga
Keep your behavior honest so I won't think less of you with such a level of softness which leads me to question your sexuality.


Black masks, we ain't never gangbang nigga
We wear masks to conceal our identities, as we have never participated in a gang fight.


Matte Black coming through the left lane nigga
My sleek, matte black car is approaching quickly through the lane on the left side.


You a pawn playin' in the chess game nigga
You are being manipulated and played like a pawn in a chess game.


F this, straight through yo vest game nigga
I shoot straight through your bulletproof vest and end your life.


Hold up, let me slow it down for these fuck boys
Wait a moment, I will speak slowly for these weak men.


Weed loud, jewellery loud, we make enough noise
Our presence is loud and intimidating, as we have large amounts of marijuana and jewelry.


Must be Fat Trel, Alley Boy, Louie V Mob
These must be the influential rap groups, Fat Trel, Alley Boy, and Louie V Mob who have made this song.


Alley Boy chuck big bank met Sosa at 6
Alley Boy came with a lot of money and had a meeting with Sosa at 6.


Little Ricky duct tape mob
A group of mobsters, named Little Ricky and duct tape.


50 thousand in hunneds
I have fifty thousand dollars in one hundred dollar bills.


Got yo girl kissin' on my stomach
I am having sexual contact with your girlfriend, as she kisses my stomach.


She know that the young boy here do numbers
She is aware that the young man is making a lot of money.


Hit 'em one time, bitch lose my number
If I have sex with her once, she is not allowed to contact me again.


Money too long, don't show no pity
My wealth is too extensive for me to show compassion or sympathy towards anyone.


A Town dumb bitch this my city
I am the ruler of my city, and any woman who disrespects me is unintelligent.


Georgia pound, GA my state
I am from Georgia, and I possess a pound of marijuana.


Home of the Braves, nigga fuck yo city
Atlanta is where the Atlanta Braves reside, and I disrespect any other city.


Alley Boy a gold mine, I'm a golden child
Alley Boy is a wealth of riches, and I am a person with a great potential for the same.


Nigga, diamond in the dirt
I am an unpolished gem of great worth, even though I am currently in a less-than-ideal situation.


With all these DT's in they face
Drug enforcement authorities are pursuing me.


And all the LV's on my shirt
I am wearing Louis Vuitton clothes, which is a symbol of wealth.


My paper long like Yao Ming
My wealth has extended to the level of Yao Ming's height.


That's the chain, that ain't no cream
The shiny, expensive-looking thing around my neck is a chain, not cream or frosting.


That's K4, that ain't no lean
The drug that I am holding is K4, not cough syrup with codeine.


Them fuck niggas, that ain't no team
Those men are not my associates or team members, they are useless and uncommitted.


My paper tall and my tape dogs
I have a lot of money, and I possess vicious guard dogs.


2 Pac's soul, a new outlaw
I am compared to a legend in hip-hop, 2Pac, and I am a rebel without need for societal approval.


Play you beat me, hand choppa
If you challenge me in a fight or a battle, I will defeat you, as I shoot you in the hand with a choppa gun.


50 rounds, face off
I have fifty bullets in my gun, and I am willing to engage in a combat situation (face off).




Lyrics Β© Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CHRISTIAN WARD, CURTIS JERROD FREEMAN, ROBERT WILLIAMS, TYREE PITTMAN, TYREE LAMAR PITTMAN

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Josh Dambuleff

Meek kills it as always

Ken 'La Moda'

This one of the hardest Meek verses πŸ’―

Aston Bond

First time I can actually understand what he's saying when he's not shouting his head off!!

Tete Fuller

Alley boy killed it..i so love him..this 1st x i heard meek mill go in on a verse..i love it..atl baby

No Name

Meek killed it.

β€œβ€PLUGGED-INN””

DAMN MEEK SNAPPEDπŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

IrfannBeatz

I have always Christmas every time you make some news Alley!

tonistarxxx

Meek destroyed this beat......people always sleep on Meek and say has the same subject matter and same flow everytime, but they stay bumping him. This shit goes super hard in the whip too.

9da_damn0_don4

Dammnnnnnnn both snapped! Go alley!

Adele G

Meek is the BOMB!

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