Stash It

I'm stashin' it Hey, let me hear that ho, Jeff I cannot kick it with niggas You fallin' in love with these bitches I gotta stick to the business I done went for the broke to the riches I done ran up a bag, didn't it Then put some more cash in it More cash All this money, I'm stashin' it Money I'm stashin' it All this money, I'm stashin' it Money I'm stashin' it When I first got that bag, went to the mall and flashed it Flash When I first got the paddy, coulda bought a Jag Paddy Coulda bought a Range Range All this money got 'em lookin' at me strange Yeah Your bitch wanna fuck on my campaign Young nigga left wrist, Plain Jane Take your ho, now shе gang gang First goal was to maintain Rack it, stack it, stuff it in my mattress I just fucked a stripper, thought shе was an actress Whoo Thought she was a porn star how she ride that dick Think she was a fan, asked me take a pic Pic Had to cut her off, thought I was a lick Get my money and I stash it in the trap like a brick A brick I ain't singin' to her, I ain't Trey Songz in this bitch No I'ma bend her over, she gon' sing a song really quick Quick I was trappin' like a Knick Nick I done ran me up a bag, didn't it Bag, didn't it Put some more cash in it Put some more cash in it I cannot kick it with niggas You fallin' in love with these bitches I gotta stick to the business I done went from the broke to the richest I done ran up a bag, didn't it Then put some more cash in it More cash All this money, I'm stashin' it Money I'm stashin' it All this money, I'm stashin' it Money I'm stashin' it Look at my neck and wrist, it's Fiji water I throw sticks and apples, Shannon All the ride four eight eight riders Money harder my brother off the road tryna wipe away his charges Swerving, spilling drank all in the Rolls, drive this bitch like a Charger Wrist on tight, gon' pour that dope like waterfalls 30 hundred block straight out that north where I bought that rusty chopper Fuck nigga wanna talk, I'ma knock something off, I ain't giving no fucks about it Nigga give up my 9, living in bad, that bitch that bandage body Got plenty Glocks inside the Chevy, we gon click, you ain't gotta tell about it On nigga, uh, don't know how to treat her Young boy hot, I broke the meter I said I need another 10 Ms, pinpoint the balls of leader Got that Rover sitting on big rims, I don't roll it tooting that heater Yeah I cannot kick it with niggas You fallin' in love with these bitches I gotta stick to the business I done went from the broke to the richest I done ran up a bag, didn't it Then put some more cash in it More cash All this money, I'm stashin' it Money I'm stashin' it All this money, I'm stashin' it Money I'm stashin' it