Stash Spot

Lyrics

[Intro: Z] Man Lost in this shit This is Ear To The Beat C'mon [Verse 1: Z] Break your frame with a swisher And pull the brains out the picture (pick the guts up) Budded to hit the flame after you're twisted no hiccups Shit on the ground better pick up So I'm state to stay for big bucks (let's get it) I've been this shit, no mix-ups My whole life I've lived rough My stomach starving half the po and half the fact my bills fucked Most likely I be overdosed if this weed was something real tough Flying through this solar system approaching sickness with each puff And I'm dying with this poet in me Subs hitting getting my dick sucked I roll and smokе as much as Facebook say I am so (hahaha) And I'll be damned if you еver see the day that I don't Supply most and touch bows as the week goes With eyes low I plain throw and maintain this weed flow (take a set) This one a habit now, it's half the shit I breath for Seeking out my family, evil packages get free throw (bring that money back) Come and smoke with me, just careful what we meet for With business I got blam and if you fam we on sequel (c'mon) [Chorus: Z] My mind is doper than a hundred sack of ready rock I blow this poem while I focus on these money drops Dickeys sagging while I'm dragging on these honey drops Can someone please grab my weed out my stash spot My mind is doper than a hundred sack of ready rock I blow this poem while I focus on these money drops Dickeys sagging while I'm dragging on these honey drops Can someone please grab my weed out my stash spot [Verse 2: Lon Gotti] Bitch, please Get my weed out the stash spot So I can light the ass of the blunt and blast off Yeah, now I'm on cloud nine And nigga, it was 'bout the cash know I'm 'bout mine I don't hesitate naw All I need is a second to medicate every second I dedicate just to getting my cheddar straight That's why I regulate Anybody selling weight Where I didn't designate Ride 'round with this burnt ID and registrate Protect myself at all times, we ain't never safe Thanking God every step I take Inhaling kush every breath I take Yeah I wrap purple in a Swisher Sweet And rap circles when I hear a beat You rap Urkels thinking shit is sweet Yo I ain't industry, I'm in the streets I'm really with the shit so quit the beef [Chorus: Z] My mind is doper than a hundred sack of ready rock I blow this poem while I focus on these money drops Dickeys sagging while I'm dragging on these honey drops Can someone please grab my weed out my stash spot My mind is doper than a hundred sack of ready rock I blow this poem while I focus on these money drops Dickeys sagging while I'm dragging on these honey drops Can someone please grab my weed out my stash spot [Verse 3: Bigg Zigg] These people keep the blow and Fetty at they stash spot But I keep they body parts and some bitches that back-talk Do I really need to explain my focus to you lame cats? I'm on another page and you can rip it out and keeps that Use it as a stepping stone But don't skip over the street facts You'll get clapped Guts leaking on the pavement with some belly fat I tried to warn 'em from the get-go I ain't playing around Placing these jigs up and pulling my hawks brim down My eyes red from all this chronic that I'm blowing And I came in this bitch with a bad attitude and showing But I gives a damn what your personal opinion is You dealing with a borderline skitzo with sick fetishes I'm on the right track for destruction bruh And y'all bitch-made, the reason I don't fuck with ya Good thing this fire that I'm burning keep me cooling out Posted at the stash spot Fuck what you talking 'bout [Chorus: Z] My mind is doper than a hundred sack of ready rock I blow this poem while I focus on these money drops Dickeys sagging while I'm dragging on these honey drops Can someone please grab my weed out my stash spot My mind is doper than a hundred sack of ready rock I blow this poem while I focus on these money drops Dickeys sagging while I'm dragging on these honey drops Can someone please grab my weed out my stash spot