Stash Spot

[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