Stash Lyrics

Young

D

If You Ain't Know

Keep a tooly in the stash

Drugs off in the stash

Keep a tooly in the stash

Drugs off in the stash

Shorty gotta fat ass

You know I threw it in her stash

In the field running deep routes

The narcs get on you so fast

Feds really tryna clean house

Middle finger to a badge

Running plays in the lab

Finesse the work in a trial

Make a opp run laps

Won't buss a sweat or say jack

Stash spot, cuff spots

Mailman, crackpots

Wifi, Hotspot's

Stolos, chop shop

You could catch me

On the corner minding my business

Whippin this crack while you niggas is trippin

Keep it so Fwea with the clean, I'm sippin this lean

Yeah da codiene got me pimpin

Going Scotty 2 Hotty, I need me a shotty

Just to release all this tension

Catching them plays off in different dimensions

I think it's time that they pay attention

Listen

Have you heard of Diviachi

Young D, Young Casanova

See I'm talking to you niggas lightly

Cause if I spazz we both know it's over son

Please y'all don't make me go GFC

Yall know the flow tight word to COT

Still that Cold young nigga reppin TIB

Off the top bitch it's NO ID

AND I go

On and on and on and

Freak a freak chick until the morning

Notorious nigga no BIG

Thug life all day, all eyes on me

Haters steady tryna peep but I Vibe lowkey

Hall of fame I'm way outta ya league

Hall of fame I'm way outta ya league

Crossover, jump shot, please

Keep a tooly in the stash

Drugs off in the stash

Shorty gotta fat ass

You know I threw it in her stash

In the field runnin' deep routes

The narcs get on you so fast

Feds really tryna clean house

Middle finger to a badge

Running' plays in the lab

Finesse the work in a trial

Make a opp run laps

Won't buss a sweat or say jack

Stash spot, cuff spots

Mailman, crackpots

Wifi, Hotspot's

Stolos, chop shop