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letra de stashbox - tay b

[intro]
(will-a-fool)

[chorus: lil durk]
put the guns in the stashbox (in the stashbox)
put the drugs in the stashbox (in the stashbox)
when you hit that road, have a stashbox (stashbox)
put the dirty money in the stashbox (in the stashbox)
put that robber mask the stashbox (in the stashbox)
hope i ain’t gotta k!ll a n-gga from the sandbox (sandbox)

[post-chorus: lil durk & tay b]
stashbox (yeah)
stashbox (all facts)

[verse 1: tay b and lil durk]
b-tch, you broke, you leave the crib and bring your stash out (bring your stash out)
you better pray you don’t get robbed, you gon’ be assed out (finished)
you steady, flexin’ fifty k, that sh-t i laugh ’bout (haha)
my opp got eighty-nine sh-lls, i pop gas now (i pop gas now)
i got a hundred on my wrist because my cash up
but i get on bullsh-t and pick the mask up (pick the mask up)
you shot a whole hunnid rounds, you ain’t tag nothin’ (tag nothin’)
put a price on your head, i cash ’em (how much you worth?)
internet cappin’, i know you had enough of that (haha)
can’t show these b-tches where you live ’cause they’ll double back (uh-huh)
ain’t none of my n-ggas dyk-s, but we f-ck with straps (yeah)
tell me how you think you rich, you got a hundred racks? (huh?)
[verse 2: lil durk]
put the jewelry in the stashbox
you think i’m playin’ put on a mask when that cash stop
if you a felon in the trenches, hop in fast cars
my shawties robbers, you can’t stop for a gas stop
and i’m a bougie street n-gga, i had bad thots
he swung the dough and put a nickel in his dreadlocks
my n-ggas junkies, mixin’ percocets and pink runtz
that sh-t be crazy, goin’ federal for street money
i used to hang out with roy, he went police on me
and i did all that sh-t for charles, n-gga switched on me
he did that same sh-t with twin, ain’t a mystery
i put fifty in my mouth, it made me kiss funny
and why you call that sh-t finessin’? what you get from me?
every time i hit chiraq, i got the stick on me
and why you say i’m switchin’ sides? ’cause i get money?
you talkin’ ’bout n-ggas who got hoed, i got a list of ’em
the yellow diamond come baguetted like i p-ssed on ’em
i know a k!ller who got k!lled, he had a stick on him
i got a check, i got more money than your big homie
the last n-gga who got, bah, know they sick from it

[outro]
(will-a-fool)

- tay b

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