Stash House lyrics

[Intro]
Square made it happen
L. Abner, this sh*t so muthaf*ckin' crazy

[Verse]
Took a million out the safe just cause I could, n*gga
b*tch I'm real motivation for the hood, n*gga
Why it look like I'd stretch sum? Cause I would, n*gga
Foenem, they'll strecth sum for me, as they should, n*gga
It'll be all types of shootouts if we come in contact
She said she don't like my life
Well b*tch, get out my contacts
Foenem took his pipe, got him asking for his gun back
And I keep a shooter with me that's sharper than a thumbtack
b*tch I'm cool with gettin' head, I ain't tryna cuddle
I might bust all on her face and tell a lie like I lovе you
I'm a 6 block trench baby, I come from the strugglе
And we came with number of fully autos, we ain't tryna tussle
We be flippin' blocks and runnin' lights
Put a switch up on that Glock
I hit it once, it shootin' twice
Oh, you one of them type of rappers that be hiding all your ice
Only time I have my ice if when a b*tch spend the night
Cause I don't trust these hoes
Miami cuban links, that sh*t cost your salary
That sh*t so heavy, when I wear it
I be burnin' calories
That ain't no real drink, f*ck you tryna sell to me?
You and your homeboys f*ck around and catch a shell a piece
Ran it up without a deal, I did it independent
Took a 100K, put 30 on a pendant
The rest I got to kill you if I tell you how I spent it
Call me Mr. Pink Slip cause ain't none of these cars rented
Freak b*tch, she said she want to f*ck to some gangsta sh*t
I don't like them pus*y hoes, I like a gangsta b*tch
I love the game like I'm Mitch, but I won't go like Mitch
Cause n*ggas out here dyin' broke, I rather go out rich
They want me to crash out
I know the bank be mad I'm takin' all this cash out
I just bought a whole estate for the stash house
And I ain't even mention I got another stash house
Aye
b*tches lyin' on they pus*y sayin' they f*cked me
I got certain standards, it's a privelege just to touch me
I be f*ckin' this b*tch, she told him that we cousins
When whole time I'm dunkin' all in that pus*y like I'm Cousins
Aye, I can't trust that n*gga, he look like he might wear a wire
Pull that drac' out the trench like I'm Omar off The Wire
You can lose your life quicker than you can lose a lighter
He ain't have a show, but we put him on a flyer
I ain't tryin' to laugh right now, you can't joke with me
I put three-fives in my wood, you can't smoke with me
I don't need no b*tch that think that she controllin' me
You took that b*tch overseas, I took her overeast
Hopped in the shower with my blick cause I don't trust sh*t
I want all the smoke, I get active, I don't duck sh*t
Who these n*ggas in here, I'm like, "f*ck it"
b*tch, I'm clutchin'
And who these b*tches in here, which one of them f*ckin'?
My n*ggas they switched up, but they ain't change on me
n*gga, you will die reachin' for this chain on me
Run him down close range, I might get a stain on me
I might get a stain on me, I might get his brains on me
Bah!